Paying three hundred thousand dollars of debt before being ordered out of the house
“Restructuring requires ledger entries, Marcus,” I said. “These are direct, undocumented withdrawals that bypassed the standard accounts payable system.”
He pushed the papers aside, leaving a smudge of grease from his toast on the margin of the second page. “We had to secure some specialized advice to manage the creditors. It is handled.”
“What kind of advice costs ninety thousand dollars without a single written contract or a billable hour report?” I asked.
He stood up, grabbing his leather briefcase from the floor and sliding his laptop inside. “The kind that keeps the doors open. I have to get to Main Street.”
He left the dining room before I could ask him about the Delaware clearing bank again.
The office on Main Street was nearly empty when I arrived at two o’clock. The receptionist’s desk in the lobby was cleared of everything except a plastic telephone, and the glass doors of the interior offices showed nothing but empty chairs and neat, dusty desks.
