CLAYTON POINT OF VIEW

Seventy thousand dollars was nothing to me; it was like one grain of sand to an entire beach, and I was still going to have my way, so it was a win-win in both situations. Legally, Nadine was my legally married spouse, I could have my way with her to the fullest capacity. I decided to free her. I went to the basement by myself the next morning.

"Good morning, Nadine," I said with a fake smile.

"Good morning," she said sourly.

"Maybe you should put more life into your ...