“Whose accounts are we looking at?” I asked.

“Patricia and George are flat broke,” David said.

“They’ve been insolvent for more than a year.”

I touched my collarbone.

“Patricia just ordered a huge amount of imported champagne at the country club.

She bragged that she was paying for the whole wedding out of her own pocket.”

“According to these documents, there’s nothing left in their accounts,” David said.

He pointed his silver pen at the far right column of the spreadsheet.