Eight Hundred Thousand Dollars and a Missing Name on a Ledger

The blue plastic folder of campaign disclosures was sticky from someone’s spilled soda, but the cream-colored pages of the Ninth District subcontracts inside were clean. I turned on the old window air conditioner on Wilshire Boulevard, waiting for its steady hum to drown out the morning traffic. Dr. Raymond Ellis sat across from me, his reading glasses continue reading …