Ottilie shoved the stack of old council voting records across the table hard enough to scatter half of them onto the floor.
"Found him," she said.
Kane caught the loose pages before they slid further, gathering them fast. "Who."
"Corwin Vale," Ottilie said. "Elder council member. Quiet, respected, been on the council longer than almost anyone else currently serving." She tapped a specific record. "Look at this vote. Eight years ago, right around the time these transactions start appearing in the ledger, Corwin proposed a change to the council's internal financial oversight structure. Reduced transparency requirements for individual members handling private assets."
"Convenient timing," Talyn said, reading over Kane's shoulder.
"There's more," Ottilie said, pulling another document. "H
