“Saguaro Ridge, unit 214,” I said.

“Twenty-eight hundred a month.

Gloria signed as guarantor in blue ink.”

David clicked his metal pen three times and didn’t write anything.

“Who’s been paying that rent?”

“The account that has her name and Brooke’s on it.

Twenty-eight hundred going out on the first of the month, thirty-six months in a row.”

He opened the folder and read the summary page, then the appendix, and then the summary page once more.