“They were verified because you paid the compliance officer at the time to look the other way,” Ethan said.

“That is a serious accusation to make in front of a witness,” Richard said.

“Dr. Aris just helped me bypass the encrypted archive,” Ethan said.

I heard the sound of keys tapping rapidly through the phone line.

“The account you said belonged to Hannah was actually opened under a corporate tax identification number,” Ethan said.

He paused, letting the words hang in the sterile air of my room.

“It belongs to Harrison Holdings,” Ethan said. “Specifically, to mother’s personal trust.”

The room became very quiet, save for the hum of my heart monitor.

I looked at Richard’s face, searching for some sign of panic.

There was none. His jaw was tight, but his eyes remained cold and empty.

“The routing numbers were routed through an offshore branch in the Caymans,” Ethan said. “The funds never left your control.”

“It is a standard corporate structure,” Richard said.

“You used her stolen social security number to open the account without her knowledge,” Ethan said. “Then you transferred the money back to your own trust forty-eight hours later.”