Sloane Hayes Kept Track of Every Dollar Before Her Husband Ever Signed the Apex Account
I turned to the metal box on the shelf.
Arthur had labeled it in pencil: APEX DUES RESERVE.
Beneath that he had written ASK DAD, then crossed it out and written ASK SLOANE.
I opened the box.
It held twelve thousand dollars in banded twenties, exactly the yearly dues.
I shut the lid.
“I’m not touching that.”
“Then we have to get the freeze lifted by Friday.”