He had looked at me, quiet and tired and holding a newborn, running on no sleep and swallowing my hurt, and he had concluded that I was helpless.

He had forgotten, somewhere in the last two years, what I had been before I became the exhausted wife he took for granted.

Chapter 13 — How to Audit a Snake

Because before I took my maternity leave, before I became the woman standing in that doorway holding a baby, I had spent my entire career as a senior financial analyst for a corporate firm.

My job, my actual profession, the thing I was very, very good at, was following money through the mazes that people build to hide it.