A Twenty-Dollar Bill Dropped Into the Dust Beside a Tennessee Highway

“Tiffany Miller,” I said, giving her maiden name.

“Look for any residential property bought in Davidson County in the last six months.”

Mrs.

Gable typed on an old green-screen terminal for three long minutes.

The keys clicked like dry bones falling on marble.

“There’s nothing in Davidson County under that name,” she said.

“Try Cheatham County,” I said. “And Williamson.”

She typed again, her eyes moving back and forth along the line of green text.