When My Son Reported a Theft, I Went Looking and Found the Real Ledger in Our Dallas Office

I cleared my throat, and the sound was sharp in the quiet hallway.

“The city will see what’s on the paper, Garrett,” I said.

“I’m not stopping them.”

“You built this place with me,” Garrett said, stumbling one step back toward the door as the officer pulled on his elbow.

“You’re going to let them march your own blood out through the front lobby?”

“I built this place on honest work,” I said.

“I’m not tearing down the law to save you from yourself.”