Forty Thousand Dollars and the Deed to Maple Avenue Bakery

pressing hard against the cool wood of the counter. “Richard sold it to you.”

“He did,” Frank said. “And since the payment is due tomorrow at noon and cannot be met, we will be filing the deed transfer at the courthouse first thing Monday morning.”

He tapped the envelope once with his index finger, then turned back toward the door. “I wanted to give continue reading …