nine months, Daniel had transferred almost $68,000 from our joint account.
Where had it gone?
Into a newly established business account owned by Vanessa.
So when Daniel instructed me to prepare my own home for her arrival, I became strangely calm.
I smiled.
“When are they coming?”
“Saturday.”
“Great,” I said. “I’ll have everything ready.”
Daniel visibly relaxed.
He believed he had gotten his way.
Later that night, while he slept next to me, I emailed Rebecca.
They’re coming Saturday. Prepare the papers.
She responded two minutes later.
Already
