Three Decades of Pretending Come to an End in a Military Holding Cell
“Someone sat right there in that chair where you’re sitting and signed for this money on your behalf.”
“On my behalf?
I never authorized anyone to act for me in any financial matter.”
“According to our legal department, you did.”
Gable opened the thick folder.
He kept his hand pressed flat over the stack of papers and slid one single document forward just far enough for me to read the top half.
It was a military power of attorney.
I recognized the official eagle seal and the standard military legal layout right away.