The next morning, the sky was gray. Rain lashed against the windshield of the Maybach.

They were heading downtown. Aria felt brittle, like dried glass, but the dialysis machine Kane had procured-delivered by two men who didn't speak-had done its job. Her blood felt cleaner.

Suddenly, a black SUV swerved in front of them.

Kane slammed on the brakes. The tires screeched on the wet asphalt.

Another SUV boxed them in from behind.

Kane's hand went under his seat. Aria knew he was reaching for a gun.

"Stop," Aria said, putting her hand on his arm. "It's my father."

The door of the lead SUV opened. Robert Daniels stepped out. He didn't have an umbrella. He didn't care. He marched toward Aria's window and banged on the glass.

Aria rolled it down.

"Get in my car," he barked. No hello. No 'are you okay'.

"Say what you have to say here," Aria said.

"You humiliated us," Robert shouted. Rain dripped from his nose. "The stock is down ten percent this morning. Ten percent, Aria!"

"They poisoned me," Aria said quietly. "They tried to steal the company."

"Business is war!" Robert yelled. "You're too emotional. This is exactly why I wanted Chloe. She understands sacrifice. She understands the bigger picture."

The words hit Aria harder than the slap Victoria had tried to land.

"You knew," Aria whispered. "You knew about the takeover."

Robert didn't deny it. He wiped the rain from his face. "The Sloan capital injection is the only thing that will save the conglomerate. We need their money. Issue a statement. Say the video was a deepfake. Say it was performance art. Fix this."

"And if I don't?"

"Then I will remove you as CEO. I still control the voting trust."

Aria looked at her father. She saw the coldness in his eyes. He didn't see a daughter. He saw a liability.

"You're right," Aria said. "Business is war."

She pressed the button to roll up the window.

Robert reached in to stop it. "Don't you dare walk away from me!"

The glass pinched his fingers. He yelped and yanked his hand back.

"Drive," Aria said to Kane. "Run him over if he doesn't move."

Kane didn't hesitate. He floored the gas.

The Maybach surged forward. The fender clipped Robert's knee, sending him stumbling into a puddle.

Aria watched him in the side mirror. He was kicking a trash can, screaming at the rain.

Aria stared straight ahead. She didn't cry. She had no tears left.

"I can ruin him," Kane said softly. "I can empty his accounts by noon."

"No," Aria said. "I want to do it. Take us to the Federal Courthouse."

Kane nodded. He wove through the traffic with surgical precision.

Aria pulled out her phone. She texted Judge Sterling. He was her grandfather's best friend. The only man in New York she trusted besides... well, she wasn't sure about Kane yet.

Black Box. Now.

"He's calling Jordan," Kane noted, glancing at the rearview mirror. "Plan B."

"Let them come," Aria said.

She opened her laptop. She started typing the affidavit. Her fingers flew across the keys.

Kane reached over and handed her a bottle of water. The cap was already unscrewed.

Aria took it. She drank. It tasted like survival.

Judge Sterling's chambers smelled of old leather and pipe tobacco.

He sat behind his massive oak desk, reading the documents Aria had given him. The "Black Box." A hard drive containing every dirty email, every illicit transfer, every bribe Jordan had ever made. Aria's first life had taught her exactly where to look for it, and Kane had acquired it overnight.

Sterling looked up. His bushy eyebrows were knitted together.

"This is... extensive," he said.

Aria rolled up her sleeve. She showed him the fresh bruise from the dialysis port.

"They're killing me, Arthur," Aria said. "Literally."

Sterling's face turned purple with rage. He slammed his hand on the desk.

"Not on my watch," he growled.

He grabbed his pen. He signed the Temporary Restraining Order. He signed the injunction freezing Jordan's voting rights. He signed the order removing Chloe from the premises of Hubbard-Daniels.

"Take this," he said, handing the papers to the bailiff. "Serve it immediately."

He looked at Kane, who was standing by the door, silent as a statue.

Sterling squinted. "Do I know you, son? You look familiar. Washington?"

Kane's expression didn't change. "I'm just a driver, Your Honor."

Sterling held his gaze for a long moment. "Right. Just a driver."

They left the courthouse.

Thirty minutes later, they walked into the Hubbard-Daniels conference room.

Chloe was sitting at the head of the table. Aria's seat. She was laughing at something on her phone.

The US Marshals walked in behind Aria.

Aria threw the court order onto the table. It slid across the polished wood and hit Chloe's hand.

"Read it," Aria said.

Chloe picked it up. She scanned the first page. Her face crumpled.

"This is illegal!" she shrieked. "You can't do this!"

"It's a federal order," the Marshal said. "Ma'am, you need to vacate the premises. Now."

"No!" Chloe stood up. "I'm the CEO!"

"You're trespassing," Aria said.

Two security guards-Aria's guards, now that the order was signed-stepped forward. They grabbed Chloe by the arms.

"Get off me!" She kicked and screamed as they dragged her toward the door. "Jordan will kill you for this!"

"He can try," Aria said.

The employees in the hallway watched in silence. No one moved to help her.

Aria sat down in the head chair. The leather was still warm from Chloe's body.

"From now on," Aria announced to the room, "I am the sole decision-maker."

The elevator doors dinged. Jordan burst out. He looked disheveled. His tie was crooked.

He charged toward the conference room.

"Aria!" he roared.

Kane stepped into the doorway. He put one hand up.

Jordan tried to push past him. It was like trying to push a mountain.

Kane grabbed Jordan's wrist. He twisted it slightly. Just enough to hurt.

"Back off," Kane whispered. "Or I'll break the other one."

Jordan looked at Kane's eyes. He saw something there that terrified him. He stepped back.

"You think you've won?" Jordan hissed, looking at Aria over Kane's shoulder. "Wait until you see the bank accounts."

He turned and stormed off.

Aria looked at Kane. "What did he mean?"