“I found the key ring in the kitchen drawer weeks afterward,” Dean said, his words tripping over each other.

“I forgot to correct the statement.”

“You used those keys to get into a locked property at night without permission,” Vance said.

“And you demanded evidence from Daniel’s widow.”

Dean shoved back from the table, his chair legs scraping hard over the carpet.

“This meeting was called for loan committee business, not to hold court in front of bank tellers.”

“Sit down, Dean,” Mr.