On an Autumn Evening in Manhattan, Fifty Million Dollars Signed Away Eleven Long Years
“The thirty million is cleared and unencumbered,” he said.
“For the time being.”
He turned his monitor toward me and pointed his pen at a second document attached to the electronic file.
“They also filed a secondary notice about an open insurance fraud investigation with the Midtown precinct in New York,” he said.
“About the diamond brooch,” I said.
“Yes,” the manager said, reading down the screen.
“The filing claims that forty-five thousand dollars from that insurance payout was mixed into the corporate account your settlement wire came from.”
I touched my left wrist where my wedding band used to be.