“Where did the money end up?” I asked.

Wade adjusted his silver frames and aimed his pen at the transaction line printed on the slip.

“It went straight into the bank account of Oakridge Development Group,” Wade said.

“He’s trying to empty the whole trust fund balance before the annual board meeting Tuesday at two o’clock.”

“He’s assuming I’ll sign that settlement folder tomorrow morning,” I said.

“He’s assuming you’re too worn out to read past page two,” Wade said.

“He missed one critical detail,” Wade added, picking up the legal paper from the hospital.