Nineteen Thousand Dollars, a Forged Signature, and a Flight to the Dominican Republic

“You left Lily,” I said.

The steel drums played for three more seconds.

A glass bottle shattered somewhere near the phone.

Someone laughed loudly.

“I left her with your neighbor,” Derek said.

“Evelyn said she’d watch her.

It’s fine.”

“Evelyn says she hasn’t talked to you in two weeks,” I said.