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

She said, “She’s holding a receipt.”

Then she lifted her wrist and turned it so the silver caught the light, keeping the phone aimed at me the entire time.

“One of a kind,” she said.

“He told me it was one of a kind.”

“Who signed for the guest account at Apex?” I asked.

Julian’s hand went to his tie and stayed there.

“Go home.

You’re tired, and you’re making a fool of yourself in a parking lot at one in the afternoon.”