Page 4 of Knotted By the Triad

“Yes.”

“Somewhere he doesn’t know about?” Kena pressed.

Bri nodded, and with a slight smile, she said, “Yes, Kena.”

“Does he have access to your money?” Kena continued.

“No. I opened a new account a couple of months ago, and I’ve been putting my money in it.”

“What about the tax office?” Kena questioned.

“He can’t touch my business or my business account.”

“He’s a lawyer, Bri,” Kena pointed out. “And he enjoys the idea of having a successful accountant as his wife. He’s going to contest the divorce.”

“I know. That’s why I hired a P.I. I have photos of him and his secretary in compromising positions.”

“Are there faces clearly visible?” I asked.

Bri nodded. “Oh, and I’d been wondering why he’d never let me anywhere near his firm’s books, even though I do bookkeeping for other law firms. Now I know why. My PI found out he’s been embezzling money from the firm.”

“Okaay, PI,” I drawled, impressed.

“I plan to use this to force him to divorce me,” Bri said.

“What property do y’all have together? What’s in your name and what’s in his?” Kena asked like she was a damn divorce lawyer and not a fitness instructor and nutritionist at the gym she owned.

I leaned forward and slapped the back of Kena’s seat.

“Can you stop interrogating her for five seconds so the rest of us can talk?”

“I’m just making sure she has a plan and that everything is in order,” Kena said, briefly glancing at me in the rearview mirror.

“I have a plan,” Bri insisted.

“See? She has a plan.” I turned back to Bri. “Now, when are we going to get your stuff?”

Bri stared at me. “We?”

“Yes, we.”

“Zuri...” Bri started.

“What?”

“You are not coming to my house to fight my husband again.”

“Who said anything about fighting him?” I asked.

“We know you,” CiCi said.

“I can control myself,” I told her. “As long as he don’t start nothing, there won’t be nothing.”

“I’m serious,” Bri said. “I don’t want any of you confronting him. Plus you won’t get the chance to because I’m hiring a company to help me move while he’s on his work trip.”

“That’s smart,” Kena said.

“I’ve already moved some of my important things. He hasn’t noticed.” Bri looked down at her bare ring finger. “I was going to wait another couple of months, you know, just until tax season was over. But I don’t want to anymore. I’m tired.”