Seventy-Three Thousand Dollars in Phony Medical Bills, Paid for a Pregnant Replacement
“You built that account off a cold call.”
“I built it so it could run without me.” I slid the form nearer.
“I need the next three weeks.
I can’t sit in on procurement calls while David’s writing up eviction papers.”
Sarah lifted the pen and held it above the page.
“The contract has to close by month’s end.
If I blow the deadline, the whole quarter goes sideways.”
“Then don’t blow it.”