Chapter 9 - CONFRONTING THE DEALERSHIP
Leaving my command post briefly under official administrative leave, I drove directly to the suburban car dealership where Ryan worked part-time. I walked onto the showroom floor in full dress uniform, my bald head gleaming under the fluorescent lights, drawing the immediate attention of salesmen and customers alike. Ryan stepped out from the manager’s office, looking frantic and disheveled. The moment he saw me, his color drained. Before he could speak, I handed him a heavy manila envelope containing the preliminary federal fraud audit and the divorce summons.
