Eight Hundred Thousand Dollars and a Missing Name on a Ledger

keep our focus on the families who need them,” Price added.

The heavy oak doors of the press room clicked shut behind me, the sound echoing in the high arched corridor of City Hall.

A hand touched my elbow, firm enough to make me stop near the marble drinking fountain.

It was Price’s chief of staff, his face drawn tight under the fluorescent lights.

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