"I was sitting about two houses away, when at approximately nine in the evening, a dark silver BMW pulled into your driveway. I took photos, but can tell you for certain it was your partner Cyrus Black. He went to the door, and was let in without an altercation. I could not tell what was spoken."

He paused, waiting for me to respond. I had nothing. All I could think was that the bastard went back for more... How long has this been going on? How the hell didn't I see it? I had thought we were happy, but I guess this did explain a few things about my wife's...