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

“One poll.

Could be ten minutes.

Could be an hour.” She hit send.

The machine clicked through its handshake.

I counted the seconds on the face of my watch.

Arthur’s yellow pad was still in my bag with six o’clock written on it.

Gordon’s letter was printed on bank letterhead.

My signature was on every page.