He opened the blue folder and handed me the single printed sheet inside.

“This is the venue account ledger from thirty minutes ago,” David said.

I took the paper and read the bold black line near the bottom of the page.

It showed Gerald’s forty-thousand-dollar check returned and refunded in full, marked replaced by primary sponsor.

I folded the statement into a tight square and slipped it inside my navy clutch purse beside my service record.

David checked his watch and looked toward the country club’s double doors.