A Twenty-Dollar Bill Dropped Into the Dust Beside a Tennessee Highway
“This is a sworn affidavit from Arthur Miller,” Vance read aloud.
He paused, tilting the page under the overhead lights.
“Attesting to the unauthorized use of a state notary stamp.”
Chloe turned to her sister.
“Tiffany, why is Arthur’s name on a legal paper?”
“Shut up, Chloe,” Tiffany said, without looking at her.
Arthur stepped past Dale and gripped the back of an empty leather chair with both hands to steady his legs.
“My notary stamp was taken out of my desk drawer the first week of March,” Arthur said.