“Yes.”
He said, “Your wife has been under surveillance for eight months.”
I gripped the kitchen table.
“She is a subject in an organized money-laundering case. Shell businesses. personal accounts. cash movement. serious money.”
I said the obvious thing. “That’s impossible.”
“There is no registered company called Meridian Pharmaceutical Marketing,” he said. “We checked. The job is cover.”
The room felt smaller.
“You’re telling me my wife used our marriage as camouflage.”
“I’m telling you she has been living two lives,” Reynolds said. “And the one she showed you was useful to the one she kept hidden.”
Part III: Cover
Once Reynolds started asking questions, my own ignorance became humiliating.
Had I ever seen her office? No.
Met a supervisor? No.
Seen clear tax records tied to her employer? No.
Did she take calls in other rooms? Yes.
