When My Son Reported a Theft, I Went Looking and Found the Real Ledger in Our Dallas Office
Have you forgotten that too?”
I stared at the white paper lying between Frank’s hands, my right thumb rubbing hard against my knuckle.
“This meeting is adjourned,” I said, shutting my planner.
Frank didn’t get up from his chair.
“We have to settle this proxy question before the board vote on December fifteenth, Raymond.”
At one fifteen I walked down the second-floor hallway and stopped right at Valerie Hayes’s desk in the accounting department.
Three junior clerks sat in the cubicles around her, their typing slowing to a halt as I pulled open the top drawer of her file cabinet.