“I would've guessed you hired people to do those types of things. Then again, with the storm, you must've been forced to help yourself.” A funny feeling blossomed in my stomach about the identity of his sparring partner. Maybe I'd be wrong and feel less anxious over the outcome.
“Again, do you want to hear this story or antagonize me?” Hampton gritted his teeth and switched positions on the couch to avoid looking at me.
“Go.” I tossed my hands at him apologetically.
He continued, “I'd just bought a new bottle, some antifreeze too. The garage was dark, and the overhead light wouldn't turn on. The bulb must've burnt out, so I searched for a ladder to fix it.”
“What does any of this have to do with embezzlement? I'm beyond lost.”
“For the last time, let me finish. While looking for the l
