“My grandmother’s watch is inside the bedroom safe.”
“Then it will be cataloged.”
“You changed the code.”
“The apartment security system belongs to the registered resident account.”
The answer sounded polished because Miles had practiced reducing cruelty to procedure.
He walked toward the door, then paused.
“I left enough money in your personal account to prevent unnecessary difficulty. Do not create a public scene simply because the marriage ended before you were ready to accept it.”
Evelyn looked at the man she had once believed understood her better than anyone else.
“The marriage ended long before today. This is merely the first document that admits it.”
His confidence faltered, but only briefly.
After he left, Rachel remained seated.
“We can request an emergency order regarding the apartment and financial access.”
Evelyn opened the banking application on her phone.
The joint accounts had disappeared. Her credit cards showed inactive status. The household expense account displayed a balance of zero.
Her personal checking account contained two thousand eight hundred forty-six dollars.
Miles had not simply prepared for divorce. He had calculated how little money would leave her frightened without appearing obviously vindictive before a judge.
Rachel studied the screen.
