The cabin was dark and hushed, lit only by the pale blue reading lights over the middle row of seats.

I paid eight dollars on the seat-back screen to turn on twenty minutes of satellite texting on my phone.

The moment the signal connected, a red bank alert popped up on my screen.

A second wire transfer of twenty-five thousand dollars had just cleared our joint account, going out to a third-party escrow account in Delaware.

Under the transfer total, the digital receipt showed the signature authorization that had been used to get around my required secondary consent.

The text cited a signed durable power of attorney form dated January 12.