Eight Hundred Thousand Dollars and a Missing Name on a Ledger

my pocket.

My phone vibrated in my purse as I reached the corner of Grand Avenue. The screen showed an unfamiliar number, followed by a brief text message.

The message asked me to meet at the park bench near the courthouse at one o’clock, specifying that I should come alone. The sender did not sign a name, but the phrasing was direct continue reading …