Douglas finally sank onto the bench. Eighteen months earlier, he explained, he had loaned money to a friend\u2019s failing car lot. Desperate to cover the loss, he began borrowing from insurance premiums his clients paid him, always believing he would replace the money before anyone noticed. Instead, the hole grew larger. When his mother sold her Buick, Douglas took more than seven thousand dollars from the proceeds to cover part of what he had stolen.<\/p>\n
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\u201cI thought you would never check,\u201d he admitted through tears. His mother\u2019s expression hardened. \u201cYou thought an old woman would never check. That was your mistake.\u201d Then she reached into her basket and produced a stamped envelope addressed to the state insurance department, along with records showing every payment the Hendricks family had made. She placed them before Douglas and gave him one choice: confess and repay everything by Friday\u2014or Doris\u2019s nephew would mail the envelope Monday morning.<\/p>\n
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