I didn't get nearly enough sleep last night, work has been hectic, and I've hot a headache that feels like railroad spikes have been driven into both of my temples... but there's Christmas music on the radio, and the breakroom is stocked up with peppermint mocha creamer, so maybe things aren't that bad.
I'd have thought his suit would have some kind of protective agent in it, even if it is just thin plates hidden, they wouldn't do much but would be better than nothing.
So that doesn't quite look like "she stole his money", so much as it looks like, "they planned to steal money, went on vacation using it, and then she backstabbed him and took all the money for herself".
