“The card terminal gave us a hard decline code showing the secondary users were permanently revoked yesterday afternoon,” he said.

I adjusted my silver wristwatch, sliding the metal band up to where my skin was cool.

“That’s correct,” I said.

“The secondary cards are closed.”

“Mr.

Weaver insisted it was an automatic system error on your bank’s end,” the clerk said.

“He asked us to hold his vehicle at the gate while he tried to reach you.”

“It isn’t a system error,” I said.