Sloane Hayes Kept Track of Every Dollar Before Her Husband Ever Signed the Apex Account
Arthur wrote the time on his yellow legal pad and flipped the page.
“Don’t call her back.
Let her come to us with paper.”
I set the phone on the table and checked my watch.
9:52.
At eight the following morning my office manager stood by the copier holding a delivery invoice.
“The diner called about our account.”
I took the invoice from her.