I spent two weeks studying my husband like a hostile takeover.Not stalking. Research. There was a difference, and I was going to need that difference later, if anyone ever thought to ask.I started with his schedule.Gregory went to the same gym four mornings a week, Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, Saturday, arriving at exactly six forty and usually gone before eight. Tuesdays were for breakfast meetings, always at the same hotel restaurant near his office. Fridays belonged to the Hale Foundation, or whichever charity event handed him the best lighting for photographs.I wrote all of it down. Restaurants he favored. Boards he sat on. Investors he courted over expensive dinners. The routes his driver took through the city, the same four or five patterns rotating depending on the day. The names of people who regularly sat at his table, and just as importantly, the names of people who used to and didn't anymore.He had always hated being interrupted mid
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