I looked at the plain white paper without moving to pick it up.

“Where did five thousand dollars in cash come from, Julian?” I asked.

“From my personal savings account,” he said, his right hand going up to adjust the navy blue silk necktie peeking out above his jacket collar.

I knew every single entry in our personal checking and savings accounts for the past seven years, and there was no five thousand dollars sitting in cash anywhere.

“What’s it for?” I asked.