Six Years After the Lake Trip, One Blue Envelope Upended Everything Clara Believed
“My late brother kept terrible records, Harrison.
We settled that six years ago in probate.”
“Daniel kept meticulous records,” Vance said, taking three thick folders out of his case and laying them flat on the dark wood.
He slid the first sheet of heavy cream paper across the polished table to Mr.
Harrison.
“That’s a certified photocopy of the forty-thousand-dollar trust deposit receipt from August fourth,” Vance said.
“Matched line by line against the vault ledger here at Oakhaven Savings.”