Brannon opened his briefcase.

“The bank flagged the transfer the second I filed the forgery affidavit.

The escrow was frozen instantly.” He nodded toward Chad Stockton, quiet by the cruisers.

“The dealership is voiding the contract.

As of ten minutes ago, that Jeep is stolen property.” “And Quinn’s trust?” I asked — the only question that mattered.

“The seventy-two thousand gets clawed back from the frozen accounts and fully restored to 8804 by Tuesday,” he said with flat certainty.