Before I left, Joan showed me a document: Walter had requested a review of the transfers just four days before he died.

The request was later closed with an authorization that, once again, bore his suspicious signature.

Outside, I found three missed calls from Grant and a text:

“My dad can help you with the delivery, the rent, and the baby.

All you have to do is hand over the green notebook.

Don’t make anyone take this to family court.”

My knees buckled.

I hadn’t told anyone the color of the notebook except Joan and Vincent.