“They’ll be back,” I said, looking directly at Greg. “Because someone here has been living a lie.”

Greg looked up, eyes bloodshot, face lined with exhaustion. “I… I made some bad investments. Crypto. And then I tried to win it back at the tables. It got out of hand.”

He swallowed. “I owe them eighty thousand dollars, Sarah.”

Eighty thousand. He had gambled away eighty thousand dollars while having Chloe ask me to cover their mortgage because times were tough.

Eleanor stood, her voice trembling. “Sarah, you have to help him. If they come back… if they hurt him… or Chloe…”

“I can’t pay eighty thousand dollars, Mom.”