233 MISSING MONEY

It didn't take long for Madison to recover from the shock. Ethan had tried to approach her to explain things, but she had brushed him off, giving him the silent treatment. "Give him a chance to explain," Isabella had advised her a few days ago. "It's not that I don't want to; I just need to take some time off everything, Isa," she remembered telling her. Madison had spent some time reconsidering and was determined to work through a solution on how they could win the case. She knew her husband was innocent, even though they weren't on speaking terms. She still wanted the trial to be in their favor. A frown creased Madison's brow as she scrolled through the online bank statement. Numbers swam before her eyes, but a nagging itch wouldn't let go. There were transactions—small but consistent—that didn't seem right. They weren't for groceries, utilities, or the usual suspects. Across the breakfast table, the maid hummed along to the radio, oblivious. Madison slammed the laptop shut, th