Eight Hundred Thousand Dollars and a Missing Name on a Ledger

balanced on the edge of his nose as he compared the housing grants.

“There is a gap in the March filings,” I said.

Raymond did not look up from his notepad. “The city database shows forty-two subcontracts approved for the spring quarter, Lydia.”

“Only forty-one are in this packet,” I said, pointing to the empty space below the entry for March eighth.

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