Friday, an incoming wire of fifty thousand dollars.

The fourth-quarter distribution the board had signed off on the twelfth.

Tuesday, 6:12 a.m., an outgoing transfer of exactly fifty thousand dollars, sent from a device labeled Trent’s iPad.

Sarah stood up straight.

“He took the entire distribution.”

I scrolled past it, then back up, then down again.

Nothing else had moved.

He hadn’t even bothered with the fourteen-hundred-dollar cushion I keep in there for the cleaning service.