Eight Hundred Thousand Dollars and a Missing Name on a Ledger

we have already mapped.”

I walked out of the library into the bright afternoon sun, the eucalyptus trees casting long shadows across the campus pathways.

By five o’clock, the hum of the old window air conditioner on Wilshire was the only sound in our small office.

I sat at my desk, typing the formal declination letter on our official continue reading …