“Eighteen months.”
She pointed toward a sequence of dates.
“Some of these records appear to go back more than a year. We’re looking at potentially hundreds of compromised card transactions.”
I sat down.
“Hundreds?”
“That’s what we’ll need to determine.”
I felt physically sick.
My customers had trusted Rosie’s.
They’d trusted my employees.
And because I’d been too busy chasing expansion, I hadn’t noticed what was happening in my own restaurant.
Later, investigators learned that Kyle had allegedly been working with an accomplice outside the state.
The information collected at Rosie’s was linked to unauthorized purchases elsewhere.
Another employee, Trent, admitted that Kyle had paid him to remain silent about suspicious behavior and help discourage certain customers from returning.
I dismissed Trent from his position.
But firing employees wouldn’t repair the damage.
After the officers left, I closed the restaurant for the evening.
