The Car Navigation Exposes the Don's Secret
Three years married to Victor, the Don, and as far as New York was concerned, we were untouchable.
Until my own car was in the shop, so I took his daily driver from the garage.
On the way, I activated the car's smart system and said, "Navigate home."
But the screen pinpointed a place I had never seen before — a villa in the suburbs.
Then, a sugary-sweet voice floated from the speakers: "Okay! Setting course for Victor and Mia's secret castle."
My stomach dropped. Who was Mia? And what secret castle?
Without a second thought, I dialed his number.
"The home address is set to some strange place."
He just laughed it off. "Oh, that. One of my guys' car broke down the other day. I let him use mine to drop someone off."
"Okay, no problem," I said, smiling into the phone.
I ended the call and pulled up the navigation history.
That villa address was listed seventeen times, every single one on a day Victor was supposedly "out of town on business."
I fired up the engine and drove.