Linda when she told me… things about you that made it easier to accept.”
He breathed out, shaky.
“Then I found the missing invoices. I found the altered bank records. And I found a signed statement… from Linda’s son.”
My hands went cold.
My father’s eyes glistened.
“He did it, Eli,” my father said. “He took the money. He moved it through the business. And when the audit started, he needed someone else to take the fall.”
He swallowed again.
“And Linda helped him.”
The air left my lungs.
My
