“We need to know what’s true before they know we know.”
Daniel was silent.
Then he nodded.
Dad had been an accountant.
Whenever something went wrong, he used to say:
“First find out what is true. Then decide what it costs.”
So that’s what we did.
Daniel called out of work.
We went to my house.
Mark wasn’t there.
We sat at the kitchen table and began preserving everything.
I saved the hotel photos and video somewhere Mark couldn’t access.
Daniel made copies.
Then we looked at finances.
Not because we wanted revenge.
Because neither of us knew how deep the deception went.
I downloaded statements.
Bank accounts.
Credit cards.
Retirement.
Mortgage.
Daniel did the same with the accounts he shared with Jenna.
He and Jenna had only been married three months.
They were saving toward a house.
Or at least Daniel thought they were.
Then we checked phone records.
