She began to cry.
So did I.
We stayed like that until the sun came up.
A week later, Thomas Whitaker called with another discovery.
Investigators examining Adrian’s financial records had identified a series of large debts.
Adrian had concealed failed investments, borrowed heavily against assets he controlled, and transferred money through companies that were now under scrutiny.
He wasn’t merely desperate for Maya’s trust.
He was financially collapsing.
“How much does he owe?” I asked.
“Potentially several million dollars, depending on the disputed transactions.”
I closed my eyes.
Our large house.
His expensive suits.
The luxury vehicles.
The lavish vacations.
I had believed we were comfortable because he was successful.
In reality, he’d been spending money he didn’t have.
Thomas continued.
“Adrian appears to have believed he could use fabricated medical expenses and allegations about your fitness as a parent to create pressure for early access to funds. Whether any particular court would have accepted those claims is another matter entirely.”
