The blue ink looked pale under the harsh light.

“We needed to know where the original life insurance document went,” Carl said.

“The one you hid to keep the insurance money out of the public probate record.”

Mark opened his mouth, but no words came out.

He looked at the blank wire transfer form still sitting near my hand.

“Safe Deposit Box 402 at Oakridge National Bank,” Carl said.

Mark gripped the arms of his leather chair.