Miller.

Your father is waiting for you at Crestview Tower, downtown.

The executive council has already been convened.”

I got in.

Before the door closed, I looked back once, through the rain, toward the street where my husband sat in his beautiful house believing he had just thrown a penniless parasite out into the storm with nothing.

He did not know that Crestview Partners was not, to me, some distant prospective investor.

He could not begin to imagine the storm that was already turning in the sky above his life.