Chapter 12 — The Man I Never Understood

The timeline rearranged my entire understanding of my ex-husband’s frantic, violent behavior.

Kieran had not been blindly covering up his mother’s crimes.

He had been conducting his own quiet investigation into them.

For nearly two years, he had been pulling at the same thread I had, from the inside — demanding documents his mother refused to hand over, worrying about the auditors’ questions, drafting a message to his sister that he never sent because he could not, in the end, quite bring himself to blow up his own family.

When he broke into my townhouse and smashed my laptop, he had not been protecting a criminal.