He Accused My Mother of Stealing $10,500 and Struck Her Over It – But the Envelope Waiting at the Doorman’s Desk Proved He’d Known Exactly Where That Money Was the Entire Time

Before we signed, he asked to speak with me, and I agreed, with the door open, in the middle of the conference room.

He was thinner, and quieter.

“I’m in therapy now,” he said.

“I know I was wrong about your mother.” “You weren’t wrong about her,” I said.

“Wrong is an honest mistake.

You knew Liam had that money.

You framed her anyway, because she wouldn’t let you take what was hers.

That isn’t wrong, Brandon.