The Police Showed Up Before My Husband Could

online that morning from one of my secondary accounts.

I sat up so fast my knee banged the underside of the kitchen table.

“What wire transfer?”

She read the amount.

Thirty-eight thousand dollars.

Destination account: domestic, not international. A business account under a name I didn’t recognize.

“No,” I said. “Absolutely not.”

“Then I’m placing an immediate continue reading …