The SEC letter arrived by certified email at 2:17 p.m., copied to Camelot's general counsel and to Arthur, with a delivery confirmation timestamp that Vivian noted and then noted that she had noted, which was the kind of recursive observation she made when her mind was working too fast for any single thread to hold.
She had been expecting it. She had been expecting it since 3:18 a.m. when she found Merlin's data seeding, and before that since the moment she ran the retroactive comparison and watched the thirteen percent diverge across seventeen jurisdictions with the quiet, irrefutable patience of mathematics doing what mathematics does. She had been expecting it the way you expect a weather system you can see on radar: the knowledge offering no protection, only the additional burden of having been right.
The subject line read: *In the Matter of Camelot Technologies, Inc. — Formal Request for Documented Evidence, Excalibur Protocol Audit Layer, Case No. SEC-ENF-2024-0917.*
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