I attached the hotel receipt, the bank ledger and the photos to a new encrypted message.

I typed Thomas into the To line.

I hit send and watched the progress bar fill in green.

The whole bundle of evidence shot across the world to a strip mall law office in Texas.

I turned my silver wedding ring around my finger.

The metal was cold against my skin.

“I need to check the joint savings account one more time,” I said.

Vance picked up his duty roster.