Eight Hundred Thousand Dollars and a Missing Name on a Ledger

The only sound in the room was the ticking of the brass clock on his credenza.

“This is the complete timeline of the eight hundred thousand dollars,” Hochman said, his voice dropping to a whisper. “From the first housing subcontract to the final transfer in October.”

“Yes,” I said.

“And you are sure about the maiden name?” Hochman asked.continue reading …