There was a manila folder in the bottom drawer behind the tax years, with nothing written on the tab, and I had never seen it before.

In it:

A printed trade appraisal from a dealership in Glendale dated the twenty-second of August.

Seventy-four hundred dollars.

A private-party offer, handwritten on a torn page, for seven thousand five hundred dollars cash, with a first name and a mobile number.

A photocopy of Daniela’s Arizona driver’s licence, front and back, enlarged.

A photocopy of her Social Security card, which I did not know was in that house and which Daniela had last seen in a drawer in her bedroom.

An Arizona MVD power of attorney form, partially completed, with a signature in the principal’s box reading Daniela M.