Tank stayed beside me in the garage for almost an hour while the rain hammered against the roof overhead.

“If you’re watching this, then I didn’t make it long enough to explain things properly.”

I swallowed hard.

“I know Ryan’s probably angry,” he continued. “Maybe you are too. But there are things you never knew.”

He reached offscreen and pulled a folder into his lap.

“For years, I helped Ryan financially. More than you realized. Credit cards. Gambling debts. Loans he promised he’d repay.” Dad sighed. “Every time I thought he’d changed, he came back needing more.”