She crossed the lot and crouched down in front of Otis, there on the rough gravel in her wedding dress, so that she was at his eye level.

“You didn’t ruin my wedding,” she told him, and there were tears cutting through her careful makeup.

“You saved me from spending my whole life with someone I didn’t really know.” Then she stood and held the flash drive out to me.

“There are financial records on here too,” she said.

“Accounts he kept offshore.

He hid them during your divorce — I heard him on the phone about it once and I made myself not understand what I was hearing.