MY HUSBAND BOUGHT ME A TRIP TO PARIS. 20 MINUTES AFTER SAYING GOODBYE, I SNEAKED BACK IN AND HID IN THE BATHROOM

First, a lawyer, who listened to four days of my work and said, "Clara, I've never had a client hand me a completed forensic case. Usually I have to build this over months. You've done it in a weekend."

"It's my job," I said. "They just forgot that when they married me."

Second, the authorities, and the bank's fraud division, and the underwriters of the $1.25 million credit line — who were very interested to learn, before it funded, that the collateral guarantee they were processing bore a forged signature on a property the "borrower" didn't own.

The credit line didn't fund. The divorce Eric filed on Monday met a wife who was not in Paris, who had never left, who had four days of forensic documentation and a recording of his entire family confessing to conspiracy.

Eric had planned to tell the court I was the thief.

I handed the court proof of exactly who the thieves were.