Maybe he believed it was valid.

Maybe Diane told him it was.

Maybe nobody bothered to verify.

I didn’t know.

What I did know was that Arthur had revoked that authority eighteen months earlier.

And the bank was preparing to rely on paperwork that should no longer control the lake property.

Back at the house, Diane didn’t like hearing that.

She stood in the bedroom placing Arthur’s cuff links, watch, pens, and reading glasses into a cloth pouch.