Aaron stared at me.
“What about them?”
“They were transferred into Prescott Technologies under a special licensing agreement.”
“Yes.”
“And who owned those patents before the transfer?”
Aaron said nothing.
I answered for him.
“Me.”
A board member frowned.
“That can’t be right.”
I slid copies of the original documents across the table.
“It is.”
The room erupted in whispers.
Aaron grabbed one of the documents.
His eyes moved rapidly across the page.
Then he looked at me.
“You forged these.”
I almost laughed.
“That’s your defense?”
He stood.
“You can’t do this.”
“I already did.”
I nodded toward Daniel.
“Tell them.”
Daniel slowly stood.
He looked terrified.
Then he placed another document on the table.
“The corporate structure was reviewed last night.”
Aaron stared at him.
