Every Night at Six Thirty, Bob Drove Away, Until His Other Wife Said My Name

“I need you to freeze account four-eight-two,” I said.

“And my private inheritance savings, Donald.

Put a full hold on both of them right now.”

Donald laid his glasses down on his desk blotter.

“Those accounts have been emptied, Penelope, and legally his name was listed first on the ledger,” Donald said.

“When did it come out?”

“Yesterday at three thirty in the afternoon,” Donald said.

“Bob walked up to teller drawer two with a signed power of attorney form and asked for a cashier’s check.”