The Divorce Papers Arrived Three Days After My Numbers Finally Matched

“Mrs.

Dunn, at eleven o’clock you asked what kind of mistake a man makes when he’s in a hurry.

You already knew something.”

I put my purse strap on my shoulder.

“I knew he was in a hurry.”

“That isn’t what I asked.” He leaned back.

“What did he take from your kitchen?”

I looked at the empty bank envelope in my hand.