Wire fraud.
Conspiracy.
Money laundering.
Forgery-related allegations involving financial instruments.
Other potential charges remained under investigation.
David finally spoke.
“There has to be a mistake.”
Hale simply instructed him.
“Turn around and place your hands behind your back.”
“Wait.”
A state officer approached.
David’s voice sharpened.
“Do you know who I am?”
Across the street, Susan sighed.
“Apparently not as well as he thinks they do.”
I remained silent.
David searched the empty foyer as though expecting me to appear and resolve everything.
That had always been my responsibility.
Fixing schedules.
Dinner arrangements.
School problems.
Difficult conversations.
His parents’ wounded feelings.
Lily’s disappointment.
David’s mistakes before anyone noticed.
But I wasn’t there.
He tried another question.
“Where is my wife?”
Hale didn’t respond.
David turned toward Julianne.
She’d backed against the front door.
“What did you do?” he demanded.
Her expression changed.
“Me?”
“Did you tell somebody something?”
“I don’t
