calm.
“The bank restricted disputed funds because I reported a forged financial guarantee.”
The silence changed.
It became heavier.
Mark spoke next.
“What guarantee?”
“The $480,000 Northstar credit line.”
I heard Dana whisper something in the background.
I continued.
“I know who owns Northstar.”
Nobody answered.
“I know where the money went.”
Still nothing.
“I know the application came from your office.”
I paused.
“And I know your mother’s email was used as the recovery address.”
Lorraine stopped crying.
Mark switched to anger.
“We’re married. You can’t accuse me
