If he had written forty-five thousand, he would have got it.

Not because the signature was good.

Because nothing would have happened next.

Part Thirty-Seven: The Twenty-Fourth of September

It is in the police report and I have been through it with Detective Osei once, for about twenty minutes, in a room with a water cooler in it.

At about twenty to twelve on a Tuesday morning, Richard Henderson came into the Oakhaven branch of First State Bank with his mother’s passbook and a completed withdrawal slip.

He went to the fourth window.