Some years earlier, I had invested a hundred and fifty thousand dollars of my own money into his agency.

I want to be clear that I had not given it to him — it was not a handout, and he had not asked for a rescue.

I had invested it, as I would in any promising venture, because I believed in his vision and, more than that, in his work ethic.

It was one of the proudest things I had ever done, backing my own son’s dream with my own money.

Selina, through her administrative role, had access to the firm’s primary operational accounts.

And the day before she filed for the protective order — the day before — David said it, and I made him repeat it — she drained almost all of the available liquid capital out of the company.