PART 2
By noon, Diane and Kyle stood on the sidewalk beside their luggage, furious and humiliated.
I arrived with Maya.
Diane rushed toward me until a deputy stepped between us.
“You evil little witch,” she hissed. “You planned this.”
“No,” I said. “You planned it. I documented it.”
Eric came down the steps looking exhausted. “Can we talk inside?”
“We can talk here.”
His jaw tightened. “You’re embarrassing me.”
“You moved two people into my house behind my back. Your mother struck me. You watched. Then you told me to leave. But you’re embarrassed?”
Kyle stopped smirking.
Maya handed Eric a folder.
“What’s this?”
“Petition for legal separation,” I said. “And notice that our joint accounts are frozen pending review of unauthorized transfers.”
His face went pale.
Diane stared at him. “What transfers?”
That was when his performance fell apart.
I continued. “The $42,000 you sent your mother. The $63,000 covering Kyle’s gambling debts. The business guarantee. The withdrawals labeled consulting expenses.”
Diane’s mouth dropped open. “You said that money was yours.”
Eric snapped, “Shut up.”
Kyle stepped forward. “You told me she agreed to the loan!”
“I never agreed to any of it.”
Maya said calmly, “Because several transfers came from accounts containing traceable inherited funds, we’ll be seeking reimbursement.”
Diane’s arrogance turned to panic. “We can pay you back.”
“With what?” Kyle muttered.
I looked at Eric.
