Forty-One Thousand Dollars and a Yellow Paper Envelope
At the back of the folder was the deed.
One page, a quitclaim, property signed over from Jonathan Prescott to Brenda Prescott, recorded in September.
At the bottom, in the corner, was the notary block.
Arthur read it out loud, because he read everything out loud.
“On this day personally appeared Jonathan Prescott, known to me.” He stopped.
“That’s Victor’s seal.”
“Yes.”
“He swore your father stood in front of him.” Arthur took his glasses off and polished them slowly.
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