I looked down, not buying it for a second.

Susan's face twisted up, but she pulled it together real quick. "But aren't you divorcing her because of me?"

Richard's face went dark. "Susan, who told you I was-"

"Well, aren't you?" Susan cut in, getting lippy.

Fighting down the bitter taste in my mouth, I locked eyes with Richard. "So you're letting this go?"

"It's MY car. You should be asking ME!" Susan butted in, trying to act ...