Chapter 4 - My Son's Company Had Almost Failed
Randall owned a regional logistics company.
Successful, as far as I knew.
Eighty employees.
Two warehouses.
Contracts with hospitals and manufacturers.
I had always assumed his money came easily because wealthy children often work hard to preserve that illusion for parents who remember the lean years.
It turned out the company nearly collapsed fourteen months earlier.
A major customer filed bankruptcy.
Invoices went unpaid.
Payroll arrived anyway.
Randall never told me.
He didn't tell Avalon either at first.
She discovered it after finding him awake at three in the morning staring at cash-flow spreadsheets.
“How much did you need?”
I asked later.
“About ninety thousand.”
“And Avalon used my account?”
His face tightened.
“She moved twenty-five.”
“Did you know?”
“No.”
That mattered.
“Why?”
“She says she was protecting the company.”
Of course.
Protection.
The word families use right before admitting somebody made a decision that wasn't theirs to make.
Avalon transferred $25,000 from the care reserve into Randall's business account.
She intended to replace it when a receivable cleared.
The money did clear.
The company survived.
The $25,000 never returned.
Why?
Because another problem had already appeared.
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That was the beginning.
Not the end.
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