“You went through my accounts.”

“Our accounts,” I said.

“You had no right — ”

“She had every right,” Nolan said, in the mild tone of a man stating a settled fact, “to review marital financial records.

Every right in the world.”

Everett stepped forward and held out a thick envelope.

Damon did not take it, so Everett simply let it hang there in the cold air between them.

“Sylvia filed for divorce this morning,” he said.