I called for help.

I preserved what I could without disturbing it.

I told the truth to people whose responsibility was to investigate, and I gave the company the chance to examine its books without my husband’s interference.

Then I kept showing up.

I showed up for interviews that left me exhausted, board meetings that ran long, legal appointments that ended with more questions than answers.

I showed up when the boilers failed and when employees demanded to know whether their jobs were secure.