I Came Home Early From Columbus and Found a Deed With My Name Signed on It

“So that leaves twenty minutes,” Grace said.

“Ten minutes,” I said, correcting her and tapping my ring finger on my watch face.

“The notary log says her lunch hour started at twelve ten, but her desk calendar showed a bank run at twelve twenty.”

“So she wasn’t at her desk when the stamp went on the document,” Grace said.

“Her assistant was,” I said, squaring the cards into one tight stack.

I drank the cold coffee in a single gulp and picked my car keys up off the table.