I checked the bottom corner of the signature page for the bank’s official processing stamp.

The stamp showed the application had already gone in once and been sent back for missing employer payroll records.

Daniel had used his own signature to start the equity draw, but the bank was holding the money until my income records came in to match the forged name.

I didn’t make a sound, and I didn’t shut the desk drawer.

I sat in the silent room, holding the unsigned equity application under the desk lamp.