Larry explained it started when Dad was a teenager—small bets that turned into crushing debt. “He thought he could handle it,” Larry said, eyes full of pity.
Dad didn’t leave because he stopped loving us—he left to drag danger away from our front door. But the threats finally broke him.
Larry opened a hidden cabinet in his garage and pulled out an envelope so heavy it sagged in his hands. Inside was a mountain of cash.
“I saved this in case he fell again,” he whispered. “If we call this in officially, we might never see Mark alive.”
“They don’t get contacted,” Larry said. “They contact you.” Right then, his phone started vibrating on the workbench.
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