My Wife Died Holding a Black Button From My Brother’s Jacket—Then Her Hidden Ledger Led Me to a $41,200 Transfer

That mattered more than I expected.

For weeks, I had touched it constantly.

First through a handkerchief.

Then through an evidence envelope.

A tiny object carrying more questions than anything that size should hold.

Eventually it went where evidence belonged.

Into a record.

Out of my hand.