Sloane Hayes Kept Track of Every Dollar Before Her Husband Ever Signed the Apex Account

Julian’s lawyer filed it.”

“A lien against what?”

“I don’t know yet.”

At one fifteen I met Chloe at the café on Route 9.

She had already ordered a green smoothie and set her phone up on a tripod aimed at my chair.

“You realize that thing is recording,” I said.

“Of course it is.

Transparency.” She tossed her hair.