“October fourteenth,” Gregory said.

“Two months back.

The document drops the dual-signature requirement completely.

It gives either party full access to all the funds on their own, without anyone else signing off.”
October fourteenth had been a Tuesday.

I’d been on a military transport plane flying into theater, completely cut off from the civilian world.

“Could you send me a copy of that waiver?” I asked.

“I can put it in your secure message center right now,” Gregory said.