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

Samantha pulled out another thick stack of financial documents.

“That brings us directly to your company’s internal finances.”

“My company?” I repeated in confusion.

“You mean the consulting business?”

“Yes, the consulting firm,” Samantha confirmed.

“That is Gavin’s business,” I insisted gently.

Samantha looked me straight in the eye.

“Is it really?”