“That isn’t a material supplier,” Nathaniel said.

“It’s a shell vendor address registered to Arthur’s home garage in Mount Joy,” Brenda said, looking up from the screen.

“He billed you master specialist rates for Martha’s labor and paid her eighteen dollars an hour in cash.”

Nathaniel stood motionless beside the metal shelves.

“He used my company name to steal her wages.”

“He did it on four other job sites,” Brenda said, turning the binder page.

“The numbers don’t match his payroll tax filings.”