I didn’t create a single one of those invoices.

I didn’t approve one of those wire transfers.

I didn’t raise a hand to anyone.

I only wrote it all down.”

His tone changed then, dropping out of panic and into a wheedling, desperate whisper, the voice of a man who has just understood the size of what is coming.

“Please.

Just come home.

Come home and we’ll sit down and talk it through, all of us, and we’ll fix this.