“That’s not, I mean, it’s public, but you’d have to fill out a request, and it takes five to seven business days.” He scratched again.

“I’m sorry.”

I put both hands flat on the counter.

“You stamped a deed for my father.

He couldn’t get down the stairs.”

Victor glanced at the line behind me, which was nobody, because it was eight thirty-one.

“You can’t say that here.”

“Then say it to me.”