First, I needed to make sure my parents couldn’t escape.
The company’s attorney stood.
“As legal counsel for Hayes Construction, I hereby announce the immediate removal of Richard Hayes as CEO.”
I signed the resolution.
My father slammed his fist onto the table.
“This company belongs to me!”
“Not anymore,” said the trust representative.
I looked at him.
“You threw a mother and a baby into a blizzard because they discovered your theft.”
Then I played the recordings.
The first featured my father.
“Move the money before Jacob gets home. His wife is asking too many questions.”
The second featured my mother.
“I copied his signature perfectly. Nobody will notice.”
The third came from the doorbell camera.
Emily’s voice trembled.
“Please. Let me get Sophie’s blanket. She’s freezing.”
My mother’s answer was crystal clear.
“If you want to live like a poor person, learn how to suffer like one.”
