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“Yes.” He pointed at the spreadsheet as though she were aware of what it all meant. “Your father made some very sound decisions regarding who had access to these particular accounts.”
“But this is why you need to cooperate with the FBI, Jessica,” Mr. Horowitz chimed in. “Your husband is being accused of some very serious accusations and our job is to show that you were also a victim in all of this, not an accomplice. And given what you’ve relayed to my staff, I don’t suspect that this should be too hard to prove. But defending yourself in this won’t come cheap—especially if you choose not to make friends with the feds. After speaking with them, it seems they also believe you to be an innocent bystander, and let me tell you, the more you have them on your side, the better off you’ll be.”
Jess reached into her bag, pulled out a folder, and slid it across the table. “I’ve written down in detail everything I can remember about the past year… including all of the details of the accident.”
One of the men reached for the folder, opened it, and began scanning the documents. He looked up at Jess, his expression pleased. “This is great. It should help a lot.”
“Do you believe your husband intentionally caused the accident as his lover suggests, Mrs. Clemens?” another one of the suits quizzed.
Jess bit her lip. “I’m not sure what to believe. In the last few weeks, my entire life has suddenly become unrecognizable. I wasn’t aware my husband even had a lover, among other things.”
“According to this guy—” He glanced down at a paper in front of him. “A man by the name of David Dewitt—your husband believed that upon your death that he stood to inherit the entirety of your worth according to your prenup, as well as a life insurance policy valued at twenty-five million. Do you remember taking out this policy, Mrs. Clemens?”
“Yes, after our son was born. Spencer thought it would be a good idea—”
“Had you ever heard the name David Dewitt prior to today?”
“Only when the FBI mentioned it…”
“Well, he was involved in the scheme your husband used to steal from unsuspecting investors. And he’s now working with the feds on a plea bargain deal provided that he helps with the investigation against your husband.”
“I see.”
“Do you remember your husband getting a phone call the night of the accident?”
Jess looked down at the table and nodded.
“Mr. Dewitt claims that he was instructed to call your husband’s cell phone at midnight. In fact, he’s given a pretty compelling testimony about what occurred that night.”
She felt the knife in her back begin to twist. “I’m not sure what to say.”
“How was your marriage prior to the accident, Mrs. Clemens?”
Jess motioned toward the folder. Myles had encouraged her to write it all out. You’re a writer, he’d said. Use it to your advantage. Do what you know. “It’s all in there. Everything,” she uttered.
A second suit took the folder from the one firing off the questions. He studied it, flipping through the pages.
“Looks like you wrote us a novel here.”
Jess smiled faintly. “Something like that.” Then she stood. “Like, I said, it’s all in there. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I really need to get back to my children.”
Myles watched her for a second before he stood himself.
“We’ll be in touch, Jessica,” Mr. Horowitz said slowly rising to his feet. He extended both of his hands and took her hand in his. “Try not to worry too much. I promise, we’ll get this all sorted out. You just let us take care of it, will you? And… get by there to see your father, okay? You always were his favorite subject, you know.”
She swallowed hard. “I will.”
“Very well.” The old man smiled.
Jess let Myles pull out her chair and she walked to the door pausing just inside. “Oh. One last thing… when can I see Spencer?”
One of the suits straightened his back. “That’s not advisable at this time, Mrs. Clemens.”
She eyed the man, glanced down at the floor, and then met his gaze head on. “No, I don’t suppose it is.”
Jess, Myles, the children, and a few of her staff members did end up spending the remainder of the summer at the beach house. Once the press got a hold of the story, it made it nearly impossible to return home and maintain any sort of normalcy. To protect the children as much as she could, she decided they would remain there at least until school started.
When Jess returned home from her attorney’s office, she sat Jonathan and Catherine down in the living room.
