“They were not mismanaged business loans, Daniel,” I said.

“You deliberately drew thirty-eight thousand dollars out of my inheritance to pay for a house for Melissa.”

“I was going to replace every single dollar,” Daniel said, his fingers pressing hard against the wood grain.

“My consulting firm was lining up a major commercial account that would have paid out forty-five thousand dollars by late autumn.”

“Your consulting firm dissolved its partnership six weeks ago, Daniel,” I said.

“I spoke directly with Frank Vance at the bank, and Rebecca’s investigator confirmed that your corporate registration in Colorado expired in July.”