Chapters (30)
- About the Book
- American Witch
- Copyright Page
- Table of Contents
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Thank you!
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Now that she had taken action, the tension left her body. Walking back to the table, she picked up her beer bottle. “Like I said, the numbers don’t add up. Everything else looks fine. Our assets and retirement and savings accounts are what I’d expected from what we’ve accrued. But I didn’t even know this was from a bank account in the Seychelles until my lawyer recognized the format. Austin has be dirty. I don’t know how else he could have accumulated that much money in a hidden account.”
He looked over the paper and met her gaze. “In your settlement offer, you’re keeping all the legitimate assets and leaving him with only this. And you just informed the DA about it.”
She lifted a shoulder. “If it’s legitimate and he was just hiding it from me, he gets to keep a lot of money. If it isn’t, he deserves whatever he gets.”
“And he loses everything.” He smiled. “I like the way you think.”
She nodded and looked away. “Either way, I’ll get more than enough from the settlement to meet my needs, and I’ll be free of him. But this only works for me if you don’t do anything until after the divorce is finalized.”
“You think it will be uncontested?”
“Oh yes. I don’t think he wants the court to get this information.” She shrugged. “It’s possible he made that money legally. I don’t know how, but he didn’t keep me current on everything he was doing, so…”
“Did you file taxes jointly?”
“Yes.”
“So you’ve seen your tax returns for the past several years? You must have, in order to have signed them.”
“Yes.”
“And none of your tax returns declared this income?”
She made a face. “No. Of course not.”
“Then you’re not wrong. If nothing else, he’s guilty of tax evasion and liable for quite a lot of money. Since he hid the income, he probably didn’t get it legitimately, although it’s possible he was only hiding it from you and the US government.”
She could feel her teeth grinding. “I thought of that too. He might have wanted to hide some of his assets if he was getting ready to leave me.”
Josiah folded the paper and tucked it into his jacket. “If your divorce is uncontested, it should be finalized in sixty days or so, and careful investigations aren’t like hour-long TV shows—they take time. Even if this does lead to something, my office wouldn’t be ready to make a move for several months anyway.”
She blew out a breath. “So you are going to investigate?”
“Oh, yes. I can’t wait to follow the threads and see what’s behind them.” He paused, and his expression turned calculating. “And Sullivan didn’t acquire that money in a vacuum.”