“The court has the civil evidence,” I said. “Agent Ruiz has the criminal packet.”

Daniel let out a short laugh, but it broke halfway through. “You think you can destroy me?”

“No,” I said.

I glanced at the folder.

“You did that yourself. I just kept receipts.”

Judge Marlowe read the room like a battlefield.

“Mr. Voss,” she said, “did you submit financial disclosures on behalf of your client stating that Argent Bay Holdings had no connection to the marital estate?”

Voss’s face turned ashen. “Based on information provided by my client.”

“Interesting,” I said.