“My Doctor Turned Off the Ultrasound and Told Me Not to Go Home With My Husband”

Grant Mercer had a hundred eighty thousand dollars in gambling debts. He’d been gambling for years—online poker, sports betting, casino trips he’d told me were business conferences. The money for the bribes, the fifty thousand dollars he’d spent corrupting my IVF, he’d embezzled from his own clients. Small amounts taken over time, hidden in the accounting.continue reading …