She stopped with her silver fork halfway to her plate, her left hand going up to touch the diamond pendant at her collarbone.

“What about it?”

“The closing money was supposed to stay in the main reserve account until the merger went through on the eighteenth.”

“Oh, that,” she said, with a little laugh that sounded practiced.

“I talked to our financial manager Monday morning.

He said keeping forty-one thousand dollars sitting in checking was just silly.”

“So where did you put it?”

“We moved it into a short-term mutual fund,” she said, looking me right in the eye while her thumb stroked the diamond pendant.