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

“Dale Owens called from First National at eight sharp.

The full twelve-million-dollar credit line is active, secured under your signature alone.”

“Good,” I said.

“We needed that money cleared before the subcontractors start pouring the foundation slabs next week.”

Frank pulled up a chair, sat down, and opened the blue vinyl folder.

“Garrett’s defense lawyer called my house again last night.”

I looked at Frank and didn’t move.

“What did he want?”