Sarah typed the numbers into her gray keyboard, the keys clicking steadily in the quiet lobby.

She leaned a little closer to her black monitor, her fingers resting on the plastic frame.

“Yes, I have the transaction right here,” Sarah said.

“Forty-five thousand dollars, withdrawn at two fourteen in the afternoon on the twentieth.”

“Our internal ledger has that amount marked as a vendor equipment purchase,” I said.

Sarah frowned slightly, her eyebrows drawing together as she scanned the row of numbers on her screen.

“That’s not how it cleared our system, Mrs.