“He walked into a branch across town, showed his driver’s license, and legally withdrew the funds.”

I kept my hands flat in my lap so no one could see me digging my fingernails into my palms.

“I only had three hundred and fourteen dollars in there,” I said.

“It was my grocery money and my electric bill.”

“He transferred every penny to a municipal credit union at seven o’clock this morning,” Mr.

Miller said.

Arthur, the estate attorney, took off his thick reading glasses and started polishing them with a small gray cloth.

“Gregory is pushing you to panic, Samantha,” Arthur said.