“You’re not fooling me. I know exactly who you are, Sarah, and I’m well aware of what you’re capable of.” “No, you aren’t, Bob. If you were . . . I think you’d be a little nicer to me.” He huffs and shakes his head. “So, what’s your plan then? Are you going to frame me for her disappearance? Is she already dead, and I’ve got a murder charge waiting in the wings? Or are you just screwing with me until I go through with the divorce? Which is it, Sarah?”
