Chapter 3
Mark left shortly afterward.
The investigation lasted seven weeks.
What it uncovered was not dramatic.
It was documented.
Mercer Strategy Group had received substantial payments for consulting work the board could not fully verify.
Mark had approved those payments without clearly disclosing that Eric Mercer was also involved with him in a separate real-estate investment.
The two shareholder consent forms bearing my name had been submitted electronically from Mark’s office.
I had never approved them.
The board canceled the acquisition.
Mark resigned before the directors formally decided whether to remove him.
There was no dramatic arrest.
No scene in a parking lot.
Real consequences rarely arrive that neatly.
Months later, Mark reached a civil settlement with the company.
He repaid disputed compensation.
He gave up his severance claim.
And any additional questions regarding the documents were left to the appropriate authorities.
The woman I had heard laughing on the night of my accident was Rebecca Shaw, a regional sales director.
During our divorce mediation, Mark admitted that their relationship had been going on for eight months.
Strangely, that confession hurt less than the phone call.
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An affair told me he had betrayed our marriage.
“Call someone who cares” told me how little concern he had for me when I needed him most.
