Forty-One Thousand Dollars and a Yellow Paper Envelope
“The trust was never funded from the company after that,” Arthur said.
“Look at the last statement.”
The last statement was dated February 2.
A withdrawal of one thousand dollars, then a deposit of one thousand dollars two days later.
“Who moves a thousand dollars out and back in?” I asked.
Arthur ran his finger down the copy of the deposit slip.
“The signature line says D.
Miller.”
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