“Your wife is dead,” I said, but Zach didn’t even flinch. “Also, cyber fraud is a federal crime.”
“Come on, Lizzie.” He laughed. “Even if you wanted to tell them what I just told you, you can’t. You’re mylawyer, remember. Attorney-client privilege? You’d be disbarred. And Iknowyou care way more about your job than you do about going after me.”
“See, that’s where you’re wrong, Zach.” I shook my head and frowned. “Maybe you should have paid more attention in law school.Because that malware you had the Brooklyn Country Day parents download is still on some of their computers. Your team is still using it to blackmail new families and the person who exploited that fifteen-year-old is still contacting her. That means this crime of yours isongoing,so what you just admitted falls within the crime-fraud exception to attorney-client privilege. As your lawyer, I’m not obligated to keep quiet about crimes you are still in the process of committing.” I leaned in close to the plexiglass. “So enjoy your time on the outside, Zach. It won’t last for long.”
Name: Kerry W. Tanner
New York City Police Dept.
Address: 571 2nd St. Brooklyn 11215
Borough of Brooklyn
Date of Birth: 6/28/71
Date: July 15th
Age: 48
Time: 3:00 pm
Telephone: 718.555.2615
Case Number: 62984415
I, Kerry W. Tanner, willingly and voluntarily give this statement to Detective Robert Mendez, who I know to be a member of the New York City Police Department. I know that I do not need to give a statement and that any statement can be used against me in a court of law. Prior to giving this statement, I was read my Miranda rights. I understand those rights and I signed a separate written waiver of my Miranda rights before making this statement.
I am making a statement here today about this situation because I love my wife, Sarah, and she asked me to. So maybe this whole thing can be resolved without a trial. We’ve been together for more than thirty years and Sarah is everything to me. We have a good marriage. I love my sons, too. What happened was a terrible, terrible accident. But it was an accident. Obviously, I didn’tkillanyone.
Amanda and I were friends. Close friends. She got to know my wife, Sarah, first. Over time we developed feelings for each other. I didn’t mean for that to happen and it doesn’t change how much I love Sarah. Some things you just can’t control. Over months, Amanda and I started doing little things for each other to express our affection. Amanda would buy me thoughtful gifts and I did things to help her because her husband was never around. He’s an asshole, that guy. Anyway, for months our relationship got closer in this secret special way. It made me feel good about myself. Amanda made me feel good.
But then Sebe, this other friend of ours—I think maybe he was trying to get in between us. He has an open marriage. And I couldn’t let that happen.
I didn’t even plan on seeing Amanda that night or going to the party. But then my basketball game got canceled and I went for a few drinks and one thing led to another. I ended up leaving with one of the other guys who I think has some kind of drinking problem. He wanted to rest on a bench on the way to Sebe and Maude’s because he was so wasted and ended up passing out. So I left him there and went myself. I was just going to stop by the party. I didn’t want Sarah to see me because she’d spend the whole night dragging me around to talk to people. I love my wife, but so doeseveryoneelse. I just wanted to see Amanda and I did, but then somebody told me later she’d disappeared upstairs with Sebe. I’ll admit I kind of snapped.
