The Big Sur property was real.
Andrea found it in the county records after three days of digging. A plot of land in the hills above the coast, twenty-two acres, purchased eight months earlier under a holding company called "Everline Holdings LLC." The sole members of that LLC were Daniel Whitmore and Eleanor Vance.
The price had been $1.4 million.
I sat in Andrea's office and looked at the closing documents. Daniel's signature was there, bold and confident, the same signature that appeared on our mortgage and our tax returns. He had not mentioned the purchase to me. He had not mentioned the holding company. He had not mentioned the future he was building with another woman.
"Did you know about this?" Andrea asked.
I shook my head. "I knew they talked about a house in Big Sur. I found
