“You stole from your clients.”

“I was going to put it back.” Bradley stepped closer. One guard blocked his path. Bradley pointed around the man’s shoulder. “You did this because I hurt your feelings.”

“I didn’t do anything to you.”

“You slept with someone powerful and sent him after me.”

“Go home, Brad.”

“I don’t have a home. My fiancée left. My apartment is being seized. No one will hire me.” His face twisted. “And look at you. Standing there like you won.”