Inside the quiet house, the steady, rhythmic hum of the desktop printer was the only sound. Lee stood over the machine, watching the crisp white pages slide into the tray.
At the top of the first page, in bold, formal lettering, were the words: MARITAL SEPARATION AND ASSET DIVISION AGREEMENT.
To Graham, these papers would look like Lee’s absolute surrender—the ultimate proof that she had cut Leo loose to return to her toxic master. But tucked neatly behind the third page of the boilerplate legal jargon was a highly sensitive, hidden digital audio recorder, built directly into the leather binding of the signature folder.
Lee’s fingers trembled slightly as she assembled the pages, but it wasn't from fear. It was the thrill of the hunt.
“I’m outside, honey,” Leo’s voice chimed softly thro
