My husband went on vacation with his mother and sister and left me with the kids to harvest sweet corn on my parents’ property. Before leaving, he laughed and said, “A little work might be good for you too.” I didn’t argue. I simply froze my cards. The next day, he called me in a pan!c because they couldn’t cover the $4,200 hotel bill… but he still had no idea what I had uncovered.

She ended the call and immediately contacted her company’s HR department.

Within twenty minutes, they confirmed something else.

Someone had requested copies of Rachel’s payroll statements six days earlier.

The request had come from an email address created to resemble hers.

Only one letter was different.

Rachel felt nauseated.

Brandon had prepared this.

This wasn’t simply a pan!cked decision made during a vacation.

He had planned ahead.

She opened the shared cloud account they used for family photos and began reviewing its login history.

A device she didn’t recognize had accessed their files repeatedly during the previous month.

Nevada.

Florida.

Sacramento.

Then Miami.

Rachel stared at that final location.

Miami.

Brandon was there now.

Which meant whatever he had been doing had continued after leaving home.

Her phone buzzed again.

Brandon was calling.