They Thought They Were Turning Me Into Someone Smaller and Easier to Rob – Instead They Walked, One by One, Into a Room a Fraud Attorney Had Spent Years Building Around Them

Every rigged move tells you something about the man who rigged it.

So I did not resist.

I gave Nathan the exact reaction his trap was designed to produce, the frightened compliant collapse, and I watched his face as he received it, and I learned more about my husband in that one hour of surrender than I had in three years of marriage.

Chief among the things I learned: how badly he wanted me to be weak, and how completely he would believe it the instant I let him.

Chapter 4 — Good Girl