My Husband Gave My Seat on Our Private Jet to His Secretary—Then I Discovered Who Really Owned His Billion-Dollar Company
Travel.
The kind of activity a large technology company generated every day.
Then he turned to a section marked transfers.
“Look here.”
I leaned closer.
A payment of eighty-six thousand dollars had gone to a company I didn’t recognize.
The description was vague.
The recipient address didn’t correspond to any Prescott facility I knew.