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

“These are the original forged papers for a second mortgage,” Bell said.

“Not copies.” I looked at the signature.

I had been in Kandahar when that ink dried.

Bell raised the notary page to the hall light.

“The judge will want this logged before anything else.”

Derek spoke from the hall.

“It was a loan.

It was going to be paid back.” Bell didn’t turn around.