“We have the complete eight-month transaction history for Eleanor Bennett’s home equity line,” she said.

I touched my thin silver bracelet.

“Did he find the missing authorizations?” I asked.

Rebecca pointed to a bold total printed at the bottom of a spreadsheet.

“Let’s start with the final total,” she said.

I leaned forward to read the black digits printed on the crisp white paper.

“Thirty-eight thousand dollars,” she said.

The number sat heavy and solid on the page.