“These are the original safe deposit receipts from the Oak Street branch,” he said.

“They show the balance of the land sale money before any transfer took place.”

Patricia’s attorney requested a copy.

The clerk carried it up and stamped it with a rubber date stamp that read November 18.

Patricia didn’t look at the paper.

She looked straight at me.

At ten fifteen Arthur moved on to the grocery receipts.

He held up a thin strip of register tape, the kind that curls up and won’t lie flat.