“Richard keeps the property, but the bank approved his solo refinance.

He took over the emergency equity line we used for the clinic deposit.”

I lifted my mug.

The coffee was only lukewarm, but I drank it anyway.

“Has he released the buyout money for this apartment?” I asked.

“The wire landed in the escrow account at eight fifteen,” Claire said.

“You’re completely in the clear, Ellen.”

I heard the familiar sound of Claire tapping her glasses on a lined legal pad.