Eight Hundred Thousand Dollars and a Missing Name on a Ledger

something for us,” she said.

I looked at her, seeing the exhaustion in the deep lines around her mouth.

“He built it on the housing fund, Del,” I said.

I walked toward the glass exit doors, the bright midday light of Temple Street hitting my face as I stepped outside.

A reporter in a dark blue blazer was standing near the concrete pillar,continue reading …