Your own fiancee?

That’s who you are?” It was a good attempt, the pivot to injury, the attempt to make me the one who had violated trust.

It did not work, because it could not survive the facts.

“I didn’t investigate my fiancee,” I said.

“I responded to an attempt to steal confidential data from my company.

You just happened to be the person standing in the middle of it, holding the crowbar.

If you didn’t want to be found at the scene, you shouldn’t have been at the scene.” “I was trying to understand the finances of the man I was marrying!” she cried.