Bargaining.
Desperation.
I watched all of it from behind tinted glass.
At four o’clock, Margaret arrived.
My attorney walked into my office carrying two thick binders and a tablet.
“He’s frightened.”
“Good.”
She smiled slightly.
“I finally reviewed everything from the investigator.”
That got my attention.
Margaret placed the first binder on my desk.
“Your husband has been seeing Celeste for eighteen months.”
Longer than I expected.
Not that it mattered.
Cheating once was enough.
Cheating for eighteen months simply showed commitment to the lie.
