Major Hannah Nolan Comes Home to Chesapeake and Discovers Nineteen Thousand Dollars Gone

“Nine forty is fine,” Douglas said.

She wrote a yellow sticky note and stuck it on the folder: Vance, Ct.

3, 9:40.

Then she flipped the warrant application to the last page.

“I need the affiant’s signature in ink.

Not a photocopy.”

She asked for my driver’s license and held it up next to the signature page.

Douglas slid the pen over to me.