Three Decades of Pretending Come to an End in a Military Holding Cell
You just don’t understand small business finances.”
“This has nothing to do with inventory at the hardware store.
It’s a mortgage on the very house you’re standing in.”
Martha squeezed her eyes shut.
She lifted both hands and covered her face, pressing her fingers hard into her temples.
“I won’t look at that piece of paper.
I won’t listen to these ridiculous accusations.”
“Why won’t you just read the first page?”