Elena didn't remember leaving the church.
She didn't remember hailing a cab. She didn't remember giving the driver the address. She didn't remember walking through the doors of the Institute, past Margaret's desk, past the security guards, past everyone who tried to speak to her.
She only remembered sitting in her office, the folder open on her desk, staring at the evidence that was supposed to destroy everything she believed about Marcus Kane.
Bank transfers. Emails. Photographs.
All of it pointing to one thing.
Marcus had been working with Fenris.
She picked up the first document. A wire transfer from Marcus's personal account to an offshore account in Fenris's name. Dated three years ago. The amount: two million dollars.
She picked up the second document. An email from Marcus to
