Eight Hundred Thousand Dollars and a Missing Name on a Ledger

about the March 9 signatures.”

“The records were clear,” I said.

I waited, watching a group of sheriff’s deputies walk past us toward the security desk.

“They were always going to find them,” I added.

She looked away, her gaze returning to the floor.

“He told me it was just consulting,” she said. “He said it was how things were done.”

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