They Arranged Themselves Like a Panel of Judges to Accuse Me of Trying to Destroy the Family — Then I Set My Phone on the Coffee Table, Pressed Play, and Let Them Hear the Man They’d Spent a Fortune Protecting

Her NDA was void; the fraud that bought it had seen to that.

She was going to testify.

So was Sienna.

And I understood, sitting across from a woman I had found in a private investigator’s file and freed by refusing to stay quiet, that the thing Arthur had feared most had happened at last — not that one woman would accuse him, but that the women he had counted on to stay silent and separate had, at last, found each other.

That was the price, in the end, that came due in that house.