Judge Halloway nodded.
“Granted. Mr. Vance, return to the stand.”
My father walked back like a man heading toward judgment.
“Mr. Vance,” I said. “You testified that this lawsuit was about protecting the family legacy. Correct?”
“Yes,” he muttered. “It’s the principle.”
“Is it also principle that you owe approximately two point one million dollars to casinos in Atlantic City?”
“Objection!” Sterling shouted. “Relevance?”
“It establishes motive, Your Honor. They claim I needed the money. I am showing who was actually desperate.”
“Overruled,” the judge said. “Answer.”
My father swallowed.
“I have debts. Everyone has debts.”
