“No.” “Yes, you did.” “The authorization,” I said, “contains something resembling my signature.

But it is not mine.”

I have spent decades examining fraudulent financial documents, and I can tell you that a convincing forgery is not simply a matter of copying the shapes of the letters.

It is about pressure, and rhythm, and the sequence of the strokes, and the small hesitations of a real hand.

Whoever forged my signature had studied it carefully, and the result was good.

It was genuinely good.