You of all people should know that.” She touched her necklace.

“Now I have asked you both to leave.”

“The death certificate says September nineteenth,” Arthur said.

“If he was in the bank on the twelfth, he wasn’t in bed.”

“He had good days.”

I saw the rest of the binder then.

It was thick with tabbed pages, but the third tab had no paper behind it.

Just the gray cardboard.