Sloane Hayes Kept Track of Every Dollar Before Her Husband Ever Signed the Apex Account

“Are you going to close the book?” he asked.

I pulled the corporate ledger file out of the drawer.

It held the year’s monthly statements, the freeze notice, and the bank’s confirmation.

I laid it on the desk and opened the red ink pad.

The rubber stamp said PAID IN FULL.

Arthur said, “That lock of yours sticks.

I’ll bring my drill over on Saturday.”

“Saturday, then,” I said.