“And you’re asking me to hide in the bleachers.”

Derek sneered and folded his arms across his chest.

“You were getting a full military scholarship anyway.

That money was sitting in a low-interest account where it did the family zero good.”

The Hudson Valley breeze rattled the maple leaves above us, but his foot never stopped tapping.

“You knew about the transfer in 2020,” I said.

“Of course I knew,” Derek said.

“Private business needs liquidity.