My Husband Woke Me at 4:40 A.M. to Serve His Mother. Three Days After I Left, the Police Called About My House.

My smile faded slightly.

“Did something bad happen?”

“No, nothing bad at all,” Samantha assured me.

“Though I realize those words have made you suspicious lately.”

“What did you find out?” I asked.

“Samuel was conducting a deeper audit of the reserve trust accounts and discovered a consistent recurring deposit,” she explained.

“I thought Aunt Madeline funded the reserve trust entirely before she died,” I noted.

“She did set up the primary capital, yes.”