I walked directly to the two men in the grey suits.

The taller of the two men stepped forward.

“Mrs. Campbell?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said. “I am Arden Campbell.”

“I am Special Agent Miller, Federal Bureau of Investigation,” he said.

He showed me his badge, his movements slow and deliberate.

“This is Special Agent Davies,” he added, gesturing to the man beside him.

“You said you had documents for us.”

“I do,” I said.

I handed him the blue folder.

“This is the complete forensic audit of Whitaker-Crane Advisory Holdings,” I said.

Agent Miller took the folder, its weight transferring to his hands.

“It contains three years of dual ledgers,” I said.

“It shows the exact routing numbers for the embezzled client funds.”

“It also includes the authorization codes used by my husband and Bianca Wood.”

Graham took a step toward us, his face flushing red.

“That is proprietary corporate information,” Graham shouted.

“She has no legal right to those documents.”

Vance tried to hold him back by the arm. “Graham, be quiet.”

Agent Miller did not look at Graham.