“He’s been moving our savings to his family for months,” I told Claire.

“Check the credit cards,” she said.

So I did, and I found a high-limit card Brandon had opened a year earlier “for the travel points,” maxed out past sixty-five thousand dollars — steakhouses, luxury hotels, electronics, cash advances, and thousands upon thousands poured into sports-betting apps.

And then, worst of all, I pulled my own credit report, and found a personal loan for ninety thousand dollars, active, taken out in both our names, that I had never heard of and never signed.

“There’s a ninety-thousand-dollar loan here with my forged signature,” I said.