The police officer took interest when I showed him the forged documents and the jewelry that had been removed from my home without permission. Dorian tried to pivot, claiming we were partners and that the money was for our “joint future,” but the charm was gone.
We ended up back at my house so the police could take a full statement, and I didn’t object when Brianna asked to come along. We weren’t friends, but we were two witnesses to a very long con.
At 3:47 AM, I sat on my kitchen floor and called my bank’s emergency line. The agent confirmed that someone had tried to move a massive sum from my business savings to Summit Peak just an hour prior, but the security flag had frozen the account.
I was paralyzed by the realization that Dorian didn’t just want to leave me. He wanted to drain me dry and leave me with nothing but the bills.
The next morning, I met with my attorney, Meredith, while Brianna sat beside me in a coffee shop in Tempe. Meredith looked over the screenshots Brianna had recovered from Dorian’s phone before she blocked him.