Author: KDMV

PART 10 I looked at Patrice. “What second phone?” “A phone he keeps in his truck.” Ashley took a shaky breath. “He wasn’t just planning to divorce you.” I whispered, …

PART 3 His hand shot forward. “Actually, I think I made a mistake.” I kept my hand on the folder. “What kind of mistake?” He swallowed. “I thought you were …

PART 4 His hand fell. “Carol, please.” It was the first time I’d heard him say please in years. And strangely, it didn’t hurt. It made me tired. Twenty-six years …

PART 5 I almost laughed. “Of course there is.” “The company was formed twelve years ago.” “Twelve?” “Yes.” “Who owns it?” She paused. “You do.” My mouth went dry. “I’ve …

PART 6 I swallowed. “So what happens?” “We don’t guess. We document.” She began scanning everything. “Carol, did Dale ever ask you to sign blank documents?” “Yes.” “How often?” “Probably …

PART 7 Finally, a text appeared. We need to talk. Another. Please don’t do anything until I explain. Then: I can explain everything. I stared at the messages. Patrice saw …

PART 8 “He wants you to say you knew?” “Yes.” “Why?” “So he can make it look like I was helping him.” Patrice wrote something down. I asked, “Did you?” …

PART 9 Nothing. Then I saw a small black case beneath the passenger seat. Inside was a phone. I didn’t touch it. I called Patrice. “Carol?” “I found it.” “Don’t …

PART 3 His mother, Carol, stepped out next, clutching an expensive leather purse. Behind her came his younger sister, Vanessa, dragging a designer suitcase through gravel as if she still …