Clara found a forged receipt for forty thousand dollars

settled.”

A sudden knock on the front door made us both freeze.

Evelyn stood up, walking quickly to the window and pulling back the lace curtain.

“It’s Donald,” she whispered, looking back at me.

I quickly slid the handwriting report back into the manila folder and tucked it under a stack of old magazines on the sideboard.

Evelyn opened the front door, continue reading …