Chapter 7 - Walter’s Box
Walter Grady had managed company records since the first day Gavin and I rented a two-room office.
He met me in the parking lot of a closed church, his hands shaking around a cardboard archive box.
“Gavin ordered these destroyed,” he said. “He told me they were duplicates.”
Inside were board minutes, canceled checks, handwritten budgets, and the first ownership certificate.
There was also a memo signed by Gavin acknowledging that my inheritance had funded the company.
“Why did you keep them?” I asked.
Walter looked ashamed. “Because I watched him remove your name from the walls. I knew the papers would be next.”
He agreed to testify, but begged me not to reveal his involvement yet. His daughter worked in company accounting. Gavin had already threatened layoffs if anyone cooperated with me.
Before we separated, Walter handed me a sealed envelope.
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“This is worse than the ownership theft,” he whispered.
👉 Inside Walter’s envelope was proof that Gavin had used our sons’ future as collateral for his fraud.
