Are you sure you were looking at an actual bank record?”

“It showed twelve thousand dollars transferred out on Tuesday afternoon,” I said.

“That was the soil test fee for the state environmental screening,” Evelyn said softly, tapping a neatly printed receipt clipped to the top of her folder.

“It’s listed right here on line four of the public scheduling ledger.”

She slid the paper across the glass tabletop, showing an official state seal printed in dark blue ink near the bottom.

“I must have misread the account header,” I said, looking down at the clean rows of black numbers on the paper.