PART 3 I was standing in the bedroom of the woman who had been sleeping with him, holding a microfiber cloth that cost me $2.49 at Walmart. I could have walked downstairs. I could have said his name. I could have asked him why his shirts were hanging in her closet when he had kissed…

PART 3 The envelope was sealed with a strip of clear tape. On the front, someone had written three words in black ink. JEN — OPEN ALONE. My hands went cold. The handwriting was unmistakable. It belonged to Tom. I had seen that handwriting on birthday cards, grocery lists, the little notes he used to…

PART 3 His expression changed. “Foolish enough?” I reached for the glass of water someone had left beside my chair. “Chief, my father didn’t call your department because he believed I stole six million dollars. He called because he believed that money was real, that it was missing, and that nobody would look closely enough…

PART 3 I was standing in the bedroom of the woman who had been sleeping with him, holding a microfiber cloth that cost me $2.49 at Walmart. I could have walked downstairs. I could have said his name. I could have asked him why his shirts were hanging in her closet when he had kissed…

PART 3 The envelope was sealed with a strip of clear tape. On the front, someone had written three words in black ink. JEN — OPEN ALONE. My hands went cold. The handwriting was unmistakable. It belonged to Tom. I had seen that handwriting on birthday cards, grocery lists, the little notes he used to…

PART 3 His expression changed. “Foolish enough?” I reached for the glass of water someone had left beside my chair. “Chief, my father didn’t call your department because he believed I stole six million dollars. He called because he believed that money was real, that it was missing, and that nobody would look closely enough…