I looked at Dad.
“What does any of this have to do with your invoice?”
“Technically? Nothing.”
Then he gave me a small look.
“But Richard is suddenly paying much closer attention to documentation.”
That was when I understood.
Dad hadn’t created the situation.
He hadn’t planted anything.
He hadn’t threatened anyone.
He had simply done everything correctly.
And now the same detailed records that protected the buried collection also demonstrated exactly what had happened with the pool contract.
Half an hour later, Richard’s attorney arrived.
His name was Garrett.
He reviewed Dad’s photographs.
The discovery log.
The chain-of-custody notes.
Then he examined the pool documents.
He looked at the signed estimate.
Then at the work authorization carrying both Richard’s and Melissa’s signatures.
“The authorization references the estimate directly,” Garrett said.
“Yes,” Dad replied. “I always
