The second card was an authorization slip tying my personal inheritance account to the Westfall mortgage.

“Take a close look at the capital letters on the second line,” Donald said.

“That isn’t my handwriting,” I said.

“Your real signature slants to the right,” Donald said.

“This writing stands perfectly straight up and down.”

He pointed his silver pen at the bottom line, where a clerk’s seal had been stamped.

“Bob brought this card to the drive-up window four years ago,” Donald said.

“He signed your name himself.”