One woman had spent fifteen years sleeping in shelters while an account created after her parents’ deaths had once contained nearly four hundred thousand dollars.
A man in Ohio discovered money taken from him had been used to purchase property eventually absorbed into a Hale development fund.
Richard’s name appeared everywhere.
Some headlines called him a whistleblower.
Others called him the beneficiary of stolen wealth.
Both were true.
That mattered to me.
I refused every request to describe him as a saint.
He wasn’t.
Saints do not wait decades to correct injustice.
But monsters do not spend the end of their lives dismantling the fortune that made them powerful.
Richard had been something harder.
A human being who failed.
