Chapter 4 - Gathering the Ammunition
For the next three days, I lived a double life. At home, I was the clueless, loving husband. I ate dinner with Victoria, smiled at her fake affection, and tucked my terrified boys into bed, whispering to them every night that Daddy was going to fix everything very soon.
Behind the scenes, I was a hurricane.
I assembled a task force of forensic accountants, private investigators, and the FBI. Because Marcus was crossing state lines to move stolen funds, it became a federal issue. We traced every dollar Victoria had tried to siphon. I also quietly transferred the bulk of my liquid assets into an impenetrable trust solely in the boys' names, rendering the documents she had tricked me into signing completely useless.
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Elena remained hidden in the hotel, completely safe and cooperating with the authorities. She provided a sworn statement about the affair and the framing.
The pieces were falling into place. All I needed was the final act.
