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lot, because I want you to start divorce proceedings, too—effective immediately.”

Gavin opened his mouth as if he were going to speak, but she wouldn't let him. She wanted to get through this as qu
as possible.

“You'll need to cash the check this afternoon,” she said. “I've taken it from our joint account, and I suspect that the
moment Rick knows I'm gone, he'll try to empty the accounts himself. So please—”

“I will. I'll do everything you need.” Gavin folded his hands across his lap. “You're planning to leave?”

She nodded. “I can't stay here. Not when it comes out.”

“You'll be the person who stopped him,” Gavin said.

Ada shook her head. “I'm the person who enabled him, all these years.”
 “You had no idea how far he was going to take his obsession,” Gavin said.

“No,” she said. “But I should have.”

***

Gavin promised to handle her case, to make certain the police did not charge her when they went after Rick, and to
make certain the Urbanicks’ financial reputation was restored. Gavin had her sign an official form, asking that the charge
against Urbanick be dropped.

Ada left his office, knowing she had done everything she could.

When she reached the elevator banks, her cell phone started to ring. For a moment, she debated whether or not to
answer, then pulled the phone out of her purse.

She answered as she got onto the elevator, riding it down to the parking garage.

“Ada?” Rick sounded panicked. “There's something wrong with our account.”

Her heart pounded. “Our account?”

“The business account. I was going to move some funds—”

“You were going to move funds?” she blurted, the anger she'd been repressing all day slipping past her defenses. “W
for?”

“That doesn't matter, babe,” he said, just as he always had in cases like this. “What matters is that the bank tells me
short. You know anything about this?”

A lot, she wanted to say. But she had to remain silent. She didn't want to tip Rick off. Gavin needed time to get the
involved.

“No.” She hoped the anger now sounded like panic. “You want me to go to the bank and check?”

“Could you?” Rick asked. “I've got a few things to do here.”