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

The warrant on Nathan’s office turned up the ledgers where Logan had said they’d be.

And when Nathan understood that the money was gone and that Charles had traded him for a lighter sentence, he did the last predictable thing of our marriage: he blamed his mother, loudly, to anyone who would listen.

And Eleanor, of course, blamed Nathan.

I did not have to lift a finger.

I sat in Natalie’s kitchen with a cup of coffee and watched, through Logan’s updates, the two of them destroy each other just as a careful man had once told me they would.

Chapter 15 — What They Were Charged With