“And I am going after the restructured company assets.”

“He will have no leverage left.”

He sat down at his computer and began to type.

The clacking of the keys filled the quiet room.

I stood by the window, watching the rain wash over the city.

The wind was howling now, rattling the glass pane.

I knew Daniel would not go down quietly.

He was a man who defined himself by his wealth and his power.

If we stripped him of both, there was no telling what he would do.

My phone buzzed again on the table.

I walked over and picked it up.

It was an unknown number.

I hesitated, then answered it.

“Where is she?” Daniel’s voice was a low, venomous whisper.

“I know you have her.”

“If you think you can use her to ruin me, you are dead wrong.”

“Daniel, stop,” I said, my voice shaking despite my efforts to keep it steady.

“It’s over.”

“We have the records.”

“We have the offshore accounts.”

There was a long silence on the other end of the line.

I could hear his heavy, ragged breathing.