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

I set the page I’d printed from the county land registry right in the middle of the table between us.

“That signature was traced,” I said, tapping my watch face twice with my ring finger.

Frank straightened his gold cufflinks, sliding his right sleeve back an inch.

“That’s a recorded document with an official notary seal on it,” Frank said.

“Claire never signed this deed,” Evelyn said, her voice slow and weighty.

Frank reached into his jacket pocket and took out a slim black digital audio player.

He set the little device on the mahogany and pressed the center button.