“Yes,” I whispered. “What’s happening?”
“Get in your car,” he said quickly. “Lock the doors. Stay away from the house and don’t stop anywhere.”
I ran.
I strapped Emma into her car seat, fumbling with the belt because my hands wouldn’t stop shaking.
When I started the engine, I glanced in the rear-view mirror.
Police had completely surrounded my sister’s house.
Armed officers poured out of patrol cars, shouting commands as they aimed their weapons toward the front door.
And then I realized something terrifying.
They weren’t searching for a person.
They were looking for something inside the house.
And whatever it was… my husband had known about it before anyone else.
The Secret My Husband Had Been Hiding
I drove until I reached an empty supermarket parking lot.
Emma sat quietly in the back seat, sensing my fear even though she didn’t understand it.
I called Ethan again.
“Tell me what’s going on,” I demanded.
He exhaled heavily.
“I never wanted you to find out like this.”
“Find out what?”
“I work for a private cybersecurity firm that assists federal investigators,” he admitted. “We track financial crimes — money laundering, fake companies, illegal transfers.”
I stared at the dashboard.