He had no answer.

Behind him, Arthur’s lawyers had leaned in and begun to whisper to each other with real urgency, the whispering of people who have just understood that their clients are not in a negotiation but in a collapse.

Fiona had started, quietly, to cry.

Chapter 16 — A Divorce

“You’ll send us to prison,” Fiona said, through her tears, as though it were a thing I was doing to them out of spite.

“No,” I said.