"It seems you know more than you let on."
He just looked over at me, then away again.
"She did."
"What?" I stepped forward, pulse pounding.
"She came home," he muttered. "She walked in, still had her bag on her shoulder. Said she needed to talk to you."
"She wanted to see me."
He nodded. "She said she found the transfers — the savings accounts. She figured it out... I was having an affair."
"She needed to talk to you."
"And you sent your mistress our money?" I asked, my voice sharp.
"Nana was going to tell you. She said you deserved to know. That you should leave me."
The detective watched him silently.
"I told her not to," Felix said, eyes darting to the patrol car. "I told her you'd be in danger. That if she opened her mouth, it'd be on her."
"You threatened her."
"I didn't mean it like that —"
"You made our daughter think she had to vanish to protect me."
