Chapter 3 - The Drained Accounts
The interior of the cab felt entirely devoid of oxygen.
Victoria’s eyes locked onto the glowing numbers on her banking app, tracing the devastating digital footprint of her husband's betrayal. The joint high-yield savings account—an account containing eighty thousand dollars that Victoria had personally saved from her own graphic design business for their future home—was completely empty.
The balance read $0.00.
Her realistic facial micro-expressions shifted from confusion to absolute, sickening horror. She opened the transaction history. Yesterday afternoon, while she was at the salon preparing for their trip, Julian had authorized a massive wire transfer. He had moved every single penny into a private, offshore checking account under his sole name.
Following the wire transfer were three massive credit card charges. Thirty thousand dollars for a first-class ticket upgrade to Bora Bora. Fifteen thousand dollars at a luxury designer boutique in downtown Chicago.
Julian hadn't just invited his mistress on their honeymoon. He had actively robbed his wife to fund Sina's lavish lifestyle.
Victoria’s hands gripped her phone so tightly her knuckles turned white. He had forged her digital signature on the withdrawal mandate to bypass the bank’s dual-authorization protocol. It wasn't just infidelity anymore. It was textbook, undeniable federal wire fraud.
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She stared out the cab window at the passing city skyline. Julian assumed she was a fragile, submissive woman who would just cry in their apartment until he returned. He was severely underestimating the monster he had just awakened.
👉 Julian thought he had executed the perfect financial heist, but he completely forgot about the one hidden device inside their luxury condo.
