Vanished Millions

The glowing screen of the phone cast a harsh, unforgiving light across Diane’s pale face. The raw, guttural sounds of Arthur’s ecstasy still echoed in her ears, a sickening soundtrack to the collapse of her marriage. She shoved the device into her pocket, her hands trembling so hard she could barely form fists.

"I'm going to kill him," Diane hissed. Her voice was a ragged whisper. She pivoted tow