“Emily,” Daniel said, turning his eyes to me.

His face was pale, his eyes wide and pleading.

“You have to help me,” he said. “Your name is still on the joint accounts. If you sign the authorization, we can move the funds to the offshore trust before the freeze takes effect.”

I looked at him, seeing the desperate stranger behind the expensive suit.

“No, Daniel,” I said.

“They will take everything,” he said, taking a step toward me. “The penthouse, the cars, the house in Lake Forest. You will have nothing.”

“I already have nothing of value here,” I said.

Clara turned to me and drew another document from her folder.

“These are the final dissolution papers,” Clara said, handing them to me. “Your attorney, Mr. Vance, asked me to deliver them personally if I found you here.”

I took the papers.

The weight of the paper felt real, solid, and cold in my hands.

“The terms have been updated,” Clara said. “You are entitled to forty percent of the remaining liquid assets from the primary holding account before the creditors file their liens.”