When My Son Reported a Theft, I Went Looking and Found the Real Ledger in Our Dallas Office
“We unlocked the cabinet to hunt for the fourth-quarter receipts.”
I propped my weight against the front edge of the counter.
“Did she leave the master filing key?”
“No key,” Valerie said, taking a pink memo slip from her desk tray.
“And the main payroll records still show forty-one thousand two hundred dollars unverified from eight months ago.”
“That amount was cleared up in the winter audit,” I said.
“The payroll gap covers forty-one thousand two hundred dollars over six separate checks issued in May,” Valerie said, opening a gray file folder.
“Did those checks clear through First National Bank of Dallas?” I asked.