Julian reached out a hand toward his uncle’s shoulder, but Raymond didn’t even look back as he stepped away from him in complete disgust.

Julian stood alone by the edge of the desk, staring blankly down at the bank report lying on the wood.

Samuel laid his leather ledger flat on the desk, picked up the fourth blue manila folder, and drew out a thick, staple-bound document.

“This was filed with First National Bank on October fourteenth of last year,” Samuel said.

He turned the document face up on the oak surface.

The letterhead read First National Mortgage Division, printed in dark blue across the top.