Man Finds Thousands Of Golf Balls In His Front Yard, Then He’s Told To Leave Them Alone

Demanding Answers

“I dumped them, just like you said. That’s not a small job. I want to be paid,” the younger man demanded, voice cracking with anger.

He pushed the bin across the table, golf balls clinking inside. The boss remained seated, his knuckles white, eyes fixed on the maps and scattered documents.