“If they get a majority vote of the active board to suspend my executive powers pending litigation,” I said, the realization hitting me like a physical blow.

“We have to stop that export,” Calvin said, his fingers hovering over the keyboard.

“No, let it finish,” I said.

“If we cut his access now, they’ll know we’re onto them. Can you see where the traffic is being routed?”

Calvin tapped a few keys, bringing up an IP tracking map.

“The receiver IP is local,” Calvin said, zooming in on the map.

“It’s a residential address in Cherry Creek.”

“My father’s rental house,” I said.

“He’s moving fast, Avery,” Calvin said, looking up at me.

“If he gets the board to sign off on a temporary suspension, you won’t even be allowed in the building.”

I grabbed the leather-bound ledgers and shoved them into my leather satchel.

“We have to secure the physical keys to the secondary vault,” I said.

“The ones Elliot kept in his desk.”

I walked over to my uncle’s heavy oak desk and began pulling open the drawers.