“And Sierra altered the firm’s power of attorney this morning to drain his corporate accounts before he could use them against you,” Richard said, stepping away from the window.

“She set him up to take all the legal blame for the embezzlement at the firm.”

“Cole thinks he’s coming home tonight to a quiet wife who’s still deciding whether to sign his joint custody agreement,” I said.

“He has no idea Sierra turned on him,” Richard said, checking his watch again.

“Or that the firm’s confidential audit is already finished.”

“He built a cage for you, Lauren,” Grandmother Margaret said softly, leaning forward so the chandelier light caught the silver hair pinned at her crown.