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Chapters (23)
  1. Chapter 1
  2. Chapter 2
  3. Chapter 3
  4. Chapter 4
  5. Chapter 5
  6. Chapter 6
  7. PART TWO – THE PRESENT
  8. Chapter 7
  9. Chapter 8
  10. Chapter 9
  11. Chapter 10
  12. Chapter 11
  13. Chapter 12
  14. Chapter 13
  15. Chapter 14
  16. Chapter 15
  17. Chapter 16
  18. Chapter 17
  19. Chapter 18
  20. Chapter 19
  21. Chapter 20
  22. Chapter 21
  23. Epilogue

Not only was this shocking, but it was so sad to me. Because this proved that my husband had moved from one level to another. He was no longer just an ordinary liar, he was now pathological. And that meant I had no idea how long he’d been lying to me. I’d always used his body language as a sign, and since his eyebrow never twitched, I thought all was well in our world. But now I knew that he’d probably been lying to me for years. Maybe even since the beginning.

I wanted to stand up, scream and tell these people Jeremy wasn’t the man he claimed to be. I wanted to blow him, his world and this deal up.

But I didn’t. Not yet. Because I needed to know his story, I wanted to hear his side. And until that happened, I wasn’t willing to jeopardize everything. So I just sat quietly with the perfect First Lady smile on my face.

But if the truth was what I thought it was, Jeremy could kiss more than just this seven figures deal goodbye.

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

“The Word of God is infallible. Let me break it down for you." Jeremy's voice, from the recording on my phone, boomed through the speakers in my Benz. "That means this right here," I remembered him holding the Bible over his head, "there ain't no lies in here. This right here is all truth. You wanna know what God says about anything, just go straight to the source," Jeremy preached. "You don't need to talk to your mama, your daddy, or even the preacher. You can find out for yourself if you just read the Word. Read the Word so you can know, that you know, that you know!"

The recording ended there, but I remembered the way the congregation had risen to their feet in the small meeting room of the Holiday Inn in downtown D.C. Just about all of the 81 members of the church had been in the room that day, but you would have thought it was a stadium full of people the way Jeremy had made those people hoot and holler. He had rocked it on his very first Sunday.

Even with all that was going on with me and Jeremy right now, remembering that time warmed my heart and gave me goosebumps. On that Sunday morning, in front of his own congregation for the first time, it was no longer my speculation, it was our certainty: my husband was a star. I knew it then. I knew it now. I believed in it then. I believed it had corrupted him now.

Absolute power corrupts absolutely.

Those were words my father used to say. Those were words that defined my husband now. My husband, the star. The lying, cheating star.