Not from Toby.
From Wade.
He posted a blurry picture of the yard with a caption about how “the famous angel repo man” couldn’t even pay his own crew because he’d rather play hero in public than run a business in private.
He didn’t use names at first.
Then others did.
The old essay resurfaced.
People connected the dots.
By noon, half the county had an opinion.
At the diner, men in work boots argued over refill coffee about whether Hank was a saint destroyed by a cruel system or a fool who had endangered his own workers.
At the laundromat, women folding towels argued over whether Paige was heartless or simply the only person in the story refusing to let him get away with being lovable instead of responsible.
At the middle school pickup line, somebody said Toby should never have been put in this position.
Somebody else said children learned sacrifice from the adults they actually trusted.
No one agreed.
Which meant everyone cared.
And that was how a private pain became public property.
By afternoon, two things had happened.
The first was that three drivers from other yards had quietly stopped by Iron Lantern with envelopes of cash.
Hank refused every one.
The second was that Paige showed up again.
Not alone this time.
She came with fury burning so clean in her face that even the drivers unloading chains at the far bay backed off.
Sarah met her outside.
Toby watched from the office window.
He could not hear every word.
Only pieces.
“Did you do this?”
“No.”
“Then stop it.”
“I didn’t post anything.”
“My phone has not stopped ringing.”
Sarah stepped closer.
“Because people are calling you cruel?”
Paige laughed in disbelief.
“Because people are calling me his punishment.”
Sarah’s posture changed.
Some fight went out of it.
Paige pressed fingers to her temple.
“I had a regional manager ask if I was compromised. I had strangers telling me family comes first.”
Her voice sharpened.
“Family came first? Really? That’s rich.”
Sarah said something Toby couldn’t hear.
Paige answered louder.
“He became father to every emergency except his own house.”
That line made Sarah stop dead.
Even from the window, Toby could see it hit.
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