The Whole Town Swore the Old Man at the End of the Trail Had Murdered His Wife and Buried Her by His Shed — I Believed Them and Nearly Called the Police, Until My Five-Year-Old Walked Onto His Porch, and a Letter His Dying Wife Left Behind Shamed Every Rumor in Pine Ridge
“No,” I said.
“Nobody is staying quiet today.” And I handed out the forensic audit, copy by copy, around the table.
Chapter 16 — Reclaiming My Name
I laid it out plainly: eighty thousand dollars in transfers to Brenda over six months, an eighteen-thousand-dollar watch on company funds.
Elliot’s jaw tightened as he read.
“You took money from the emergency reserves for your mistress?”
“I was Managing Director!” Mark shouted.
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