I do not gloat about this, or not much; the gloating fades, and what remains is something closer to awe at the completeness of it.

He wanted a fortune and a life free of us.

He has neither a fortune, nor his freedom, nor us.

And we, whom he priced at fifty million dollars and threw away, have the fortune, and our lives, and each other.

He balanced his books wrong.

The final total came out exactly reversed.