I’ve tracked every last dollar.”

“Is that what Emma is to you?” I asked.

“One more line in your desk ledger?”

“I’m trying to keep this family from ripping itself apart,” he said, refusing to meet my eyes.

“If the police file formal charges, it’ll be in the local paper by Sunday.

Vanessa could lose custody of Olivia.

Your mother’s heart can’t handle that kind of strain.”

“You want me to lie to Detective Mitchell for her,” I said.