Chapter 3

I skipped going to the office the next morning. Instead, I drove straight to the property records bureau and then my bank.

If Derek wanted to play a high-stakes game, I needed to make sure my trump cards were securely hidden.

I did own two properties. There was the luxury condo downtown near the good schools, which we lived in, and a quiet, suburban apartment I bought years ago as an investment.

Derek always assumed the downtown condo was my only real asset. He had no idea that six months ago, after I caught him stealing from our joint savings…