“Did Harrison know?” I asked.

“The files show his signature was authorized by a power of attorney,” Elena said. “A power of attorney he signed over to his mother when he turned twenty-five.”

I rubbed my temples.

Harrison had been polished, arrogant, and completely blind to his mother’s control.

“He really was kept in the dark,” I said. “She ruined him while telling him he was a king.”

“He’s still legally responsible if he didn’t revoke it,” Elena said. “But Patricia is the one who directed the funds.”

“We need to get this to the board of directors,” I said.

“Voss Holdings is having their quarterly board meeting tomorrow morning,” Elena said. “Nine o’clock at their headquarters downtown.”

“Who is still on that board?” I asked.

“The old guard,” Elena said. “Arthur Pendelton is actually a non-voting board advisor. The rest are institutional investors who hate bad press.”

“If they see this paper trail, they will have to remove Patricia immediately to save the company,” I said.

“It will ruin her, Claire,” Elena said. “And it will stop this lawsuit against your software dead in its tracks.”