Major Hannah Nolan Comes Home to Chesapeake and Discovers Nineteen Thousand Dollars Gone
I turned around.
“There isn’t one.”
“There is.” He pointed at the recording number.
“Filed June seventeenth.
The lender is a home equity company out of Richmond.
The signature line says Hannah Nolan.”
“That isn’t my handwriting.”
“I know.” He laid a second page next to it.
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