“All four worked with your dad for twenty years.

They know what Brandon tried to do with the payroll accounts.”

Frank pulled a grease-stained notebook out of his overalls pocket and set it beside my coffee mug.

“Brandon showed up at four yesterday asking for the master keys to the dump trucks.

I told him the keys were locked in Vance’s safe.”

“Good,” I said.

“Check the serial numbers on the Caterpillar tracks before you drive the low-boys out.

Every piece of heavy machinery stays under Sterling Construction title.”