not even the best part. Wait until you hear what the corporate board discovered when they audited the ledger yesterday morning.”
The silence inside my condo became deafening.
My father stood frozen in the middle of the living room, all his earlier confidence gone.
The untouchable patriarch had disappeared, replaced by a frightened man watching his life’s work begin to collapse.
“What… what audit?” he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper, lacking all of its previous thunder.
“The forensic audit I quietly commissioned three weeks ago,” I said, folding
