Mark met with his senior legal team inside his downtown law office.
His main corporate lawyer, David Miller, reviewed all the discovered flash files.
David: This woman has been planning this revenge scheme for several years.
Mark: She almost hurt my daughter just to get those physical documents.
David: We need to catch her before she flees the state lines entirely.
Mark: I know exactly how we can draw her out into the open.
Mark knew Victoria still needed the original signed paper deed from his safe.
Without those original physical papers, her offshore accounts were totally useless.
Mark called a public press conference at the local county courthouse downtown.
He announced that he was transferring his father's estate documents that afternoon.
He mentioned the exact legal archive where the papers would be held overnight.
He knew Victoria would be watching the local news from her hiding spot.
She would not be able to resist taking one last desperate chance.
That evening, rain began pouring heavily over the dark city streets.
Mark stood inside the quiet hallway of the county legal archive building.
Two undercover police officers were waiting quietly inside the dark adjacent room.
At nine in the evening, the side glass door clicked open softly.
A figure dressed in a black raincoat stepped into the quiet archive room.
The person walked directly toward the open metal filing cabinet near the wall.
She reached her gloved hand inside to grab the thick legal folder.
Mark stepped out from behind the wide wooden column into the light.
Mark: Looking for these legal papers, Victoria?
Victoria spun around fast, pulling a metal screwdriver from her black pocket.
Victoria: Give me those paper files right now, Mark!
Mark: It is over, Victoria. Your father's theft ended ten years ago.
Victoria: Your family ruined my life and took everything my father built!
Mark: Your father stole millions from innocent workers who trusted him completely.
Victoria: I deserve that money more than your spoiled little girl does!
Mark: You put a seven year old child in direct physical danger tonight.
Victoria: I do not care about her! I want what belongs to me!
Officer Davis stepped out of the shadow with his weapon drawn high.
Officer Davis: Drop the tool and put your hands on your head right now!