Clara found a forged receipt for forty thousand dollars

the notary,” I said, sitting down opposite her and setting my keys on the table. “And Donald was fired from the diner for stealing twelve thousand dollars from the cash register.”

Evelyn sat up straight, her pen hovering over the paper.

“So there was no forty-thousand-dollar loan,” she said.

“None,” I said, the truth settling over me with a cold, heavy continue reading …