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She Betrayed Me with Her Boss – I Made Them All Pay | Wistaloom
Three years after my divorce, I saw her again—and all the pain came rushing back. What started as a surprise dinner turned into the discovery of a betrayal so vile it defies belief. She wasn’t just cheating—she was being passed around like a business asset. But I didn’t lose control. I planned. I executed. I filmed. And I burned every bridge she thought she could crawl back across.
This is the story of how I caught my wife, exposed her, and dismantled the lives of everyone who tried to play me for a fool.
💔 Betrayal. 🔥 Revenge. 💼 Legal warfare.
Watch the full story — and never underestimate the quiet man.
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Three years since the divorce, and the
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sight of her still makes my blood run
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cold.
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I was scanning a restaurant for a client
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when I spotted Susan, my ex-wife.
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She sat across from an overweight,
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middle-aged man whose expensive suit
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couldn't hide the telltale signs of a
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life of indulgence. Her face was a mask
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of serene contentment.
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A wave of memories, as raw as if they
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were yesterday, washed over me. I wasn't
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at her side as I once was, but as an
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observer from afar.
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In the end, everything she wanted, she
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got. My troubles began with a late night
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drive. My client in Albany had a fender
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bender and our meeting was cancelled.
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Instead of staying overnight, I decided
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to surprise Susan with a romantic
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dinner. 90 minutes later, I turned onto
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our street. Three unfamiliar cars were
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in the driveway.
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My initial thought was that she was
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entertaining friends, but the sight of
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four sets of clothes scattered across
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the living room floor told a different,
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more sinister story.
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As a primal shriek echoed from the
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upstairs bedroom, I felt my heart sink.
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Recognizing the sound. It wasn't a cry
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for help. It was a familiar plea for a
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deeper, more intense pleasure. I crept
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up the stairs, my world crumbling with
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every step. Peeking around the
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doorframe, I saw them. Three men, two
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strangers, and her boss, Jeff Davis.
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My heart seized with a cold fury. They
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were using her as an object, a toy to be
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passed around and degraded. Jeff, a man
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I'd always loathed, praised her for
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helping him land clients. He called her
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a trumpet. As I watched her behavior so
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foreign to the woman I had married, I
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knew he was right. She had broken every
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vow we had ever made. the plan. I
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retreated, my mind a whirlwind of anger
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and despair. I grabbed a digital video
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camera from my office, its old cassette
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providing just enough space for my
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purpose. I set it up at the bedroom door
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and recorded them. It was a vile scene
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that I could only stomach for 10
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minutes. It wasn't arousing, it was
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profoundly sad, numb. I went downstairs,
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grabbed my firearm from the safe, and
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removed the safety. I wasn't planning
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violence, but I needed to feel I had
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some control. I confiscated their car
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keys and wallets from the pile of
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clothes on the floor, and then went
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outside to deflate all their tires. A
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grim smile touched my lips. The real fun
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was about to begin.
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I returned inside, hid behind the
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stairs, and dialed Susan's number. After
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several rings, she answered, her voice
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breathless and disoriented.
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Hey, Bobby. How's Albany?
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You sound winded. Are you okay? I asked,
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figning concern. Yes, just had to hurry
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upstairs for my phone, she lied. My
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client canled, so I'll be home shortly.
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Interested in dinner? Heading home now,
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she said, ending the call abruptly. I
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waited. Seconds later, four pairs of
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undressed feet began descending the
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stairs. I watched as the men scrambled
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into their clothes, and Susan hurriedly
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tidied herself. They all rushed out only
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for the men to start yelling at her as
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they discovered their flat tires. I
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slammed the front door shut, locking her
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out. She caught a glimpse of my face
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through the window, her pleading eyes
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telling me she understood everything.
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The consequences.
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When the men started banging on the
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door, I called 911, reporting a
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break-in.
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The police arrived, and after
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questioning Susan, I approached the
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officers.
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My wife has been mistreated by these
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men. I said, demanding their arrest, the
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men shouted that she had consented.
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The officers turned to Susan for her
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side of the story. With her head down,
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she shamefully admitted she had invited
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them and consented to everything.
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Two more police cars arrived, and after
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taking a report, the senior officer
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advised me there was little they could
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do. I told them to call a taxi for Susan
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and the men. My wife stood on the porch,
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her face a mask of shame, while the men
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tried to accuse me of stealing their
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wallets.
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I just stood there, my eyes flashing
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with anger. "She had no idea I had a
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firearm."
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"Bobby, I'm so sorry," she began.
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"You've shattered my heart, and I'll
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never forgive you," I said, cutting her
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off. "Jeff called you a trumpet, and I
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think it fits. I won't use your real
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name again. If you need to communicate,
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do it through Tad. I retreated into the
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house, locking the door.
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The moment I entered the bedroom, the
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smell of cheap perfume and other men
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filled the air. In a fit of rage, I
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ransacked the room, throwing her
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belongings and the bed onto the front
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lawn. I went through her phone, her
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computer, and the DVDs I found hidden in
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a drawer.
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The videos showed her with more men at
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her friend's house, at the tennis club,
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and even in her office boardroom with
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Jeff and her boss, Bill Evans. But the
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real dagger was an email she wrote to
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her friend Sarah.
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Bobby is faithful but foolish, she
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wrote. He's gaining weight, and his
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expanding belly is off-putting. I once
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loved him, but the excitement of recent
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years is too enticing to give up. My
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dream man must be affluent, loyal,
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compliant, and not too bright. I'm
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indifferent about the bedroom as long as
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there's money involved. Her words felt
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like a punch to the gut. The pain was
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unbearable.
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The retribution. The next morning, I
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called my lawyer and closest friend, Ted
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Worth.
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Tammy Brown. I told his secretary, a
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code word for an emergency I hadn't used
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in years. Ted was in his office within
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an hour. I laid out the whole story,
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handed him the envelope with the videos,
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and told him about Bill Evans's request
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for a meeting. Ted listened intently,
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his lawyer brain already in motion.
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We'll sue Tony, the tennis club, and
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we'll go after the men at your house,
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Jeff Davis, Bill Evans, and their
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companies. He cautioned me that things
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would get worse before they got better,
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but I didn't care. I want to inflict
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some serious damage, I confessed. Ted
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arranged a meeting with Bill Evans for
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that afternoon. We arrived armed with a
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portable DVD player and printed photos
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from the videos. The tension in the
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luxurious office was palpable. "I
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brought Ted along, and he immediately
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cut through Bill's platitudes."
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"Are you implying you have a penchant
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for incest, Mr. Evans?" Ted asked,
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referencing his patronizing daughter
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comment to Susan. Ted then placed the
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DVD player on the desk and handed
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screenshots to Jeff.
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Bill and Jeff's faces went pale as they
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realized we had them. Ted outlined our
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demands with a cool, ruthless precision.
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Susan stays employed. Jeff is fired, and
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Bill gives us a settlement offer that
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respects our intelligence.
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Ted put the video on, showing them and
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Susan in the boardroom. Bill and Jeff
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were speechless, their professional
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lives hanging in the balance. Ted had
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given them a way out, but it would cost
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them dearly. As we left, I glanced back
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at the building. It was no longer the
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place where my wife worked. It was the
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place where she had betrayed me. And now
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it was where I would get my justice.
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