…didn’t realize I have a motion-activated security camera in the office to monitor my expensive equipment. I got a notification on my phone yesterday morning while you were in the shower. I didnāt want to believe it, so I watched it three times.”
She pulled out her phone and handed it to me. My hands were shaking as I pressed play.
The video showed my husband waking up around 6:00 AM. But instead of going to the bathroom or getting water, he went straight to her desk. He spent forty minutes systematically going through her drawers. I watched in horror as he found her filing cabinet, pulled out her tax returns and bank statements, and took clear photos of them with his phone. Then, he booted up her computer and inserted a USB drive.
“He was stealing my identity,” my sister whispered, tears finally spilling over. “And he was trying to access my work accounts. I don’t know if he’s in debt or just a criminal, but I have to protect myself.”
I felt like the floor had dropped out from under me. I wanted to deny it, to scream that he would never do that, but the footage was undeniable.
We packed our bags in silence. I told him my sister had a sudden family emergency with her in-laws so he wouldn’t suspect she knew. As soon as we got to the rental car, I didn’t drive to a hotel. I drove to the airport and then straight to the police station.
It turns out he had over $50,000 in secret gambling debts and was planning to open credit lines in my sister’s name to pay them off. I flew across the country for a family vacation, but Iām flying home to file for an annulment. My sister is pressing charges, and Iām the star witness.
