A Very Expensive Error
Twenty thousand dollars is a small price to pay to have someone kill your husband.
Last week, I found my husband in bed with Sloane, his secretary. I always heard that attorneys had egos and wandering eyes, not to mention dangerous levels of confidence. People warned me that marrying someone like Brandon - a tall, handsome, charismatic, and successful attorney, would be the harbinger of bad news and misfortune. Cynically, they implied that infidelity was written on the wall, clearer than the words in the legal briefs he filed with the courts.
