ed into a cold, hard resolve. There was

fe, after Sarah' s will left me with nothing, her family had tried to sue my parents, claiming I had h

this

ng to wire you all of my personal savings. I want you to put it in a trust under yo

everything alright?" his v

me. I'm restructuring my finances. It's for a b

trusted my business acumen.

artner and the only true friend I had. We' d bu

uidating my stock portfolio. All of it. I'm going to transfer the funds to

happening? Are you in

ing on me. And not just that. I think she's been planning to take me fo

n of the truth, but it was

'll get my contact in the Caymans on the l

celled the supplementary credit card I had given Sarah. The one she used for her "shopping sprees," which I now kne

oom and opened my closet. I started pulling out my suits, my shirts, my shoes, a

t birthday. I remembered how touched I had been. Now, I knew it had been bo

g the room sterile and half-empty. I was

highly recommended private investigator, a former c

I want photos, videos, recordings. I want to know everywhere they go, everyone they talk to. I want proof of their

ook a long drag from his cigarette.

t," I said. "I wan

orations that would make my assets impossible for Sarah's divorce lawy

Robert had used in the first life. "She put assets in her name, claimed they were gifts, created joint debts, an

e having an effect came two days l

e a mix of confusion and indignation. "At Neiman Marcus.

e calm and even. "I didn't f

a stunne

Why would y

nses," I said smoothly. "

e not to worry about money!" she s

r the panic rising in her voice, and a cold satisfaction spr

k, David. This

old David is gone. You shou

tting the si

final blow. "I've retained a lawyer. He'll be i

sound of her sputtering outrage a swee