Eight Hundred Thousand Dollars and a Missing Name on a Ledger

the corner of my desk, its quiet ticking steady in the silent room.

“We survived on small donations before,” I said.

“Not at this address,” Raymond said, gesturing to the high-rise windows.

My hand stayed on the mouse.

I clicked the submit button on the formal disclosure request, knowing there was no going back.

The public information officer did not look continue reading …