Eight Hundred Thousand Dollars and a Missing Name on a Ledger

Hochman was waiting for me in his private office, his desk covered in three separate stacks of legal documents. On the corner of the polished mahogany lay the blue folder I had carried out of the Wilshire office in a cardboard box. Beside it sat the original ledger sheet from March 9, its faded lines of numbers finally matched against official bank continue reading …