Major Hannah Nolan Comes Home to Chesapeake and Discovers Nineteen Thousand Dollars Gone
“Debt consolidation,” I said.
“There wasn’t any debt.”
Evelyn leaned in.
“Look at the bottom.”
A handwritten note in Patricia’s round lettering was clipped to the last page.
It read: Call the title company Friday.
If the bank calls, say the owner isn’t available.
Evelyn’s hand went back to her apron.