The Night Eleanor Switched On the Clippers Was the Night Three Years of House Payments Came to an End
“Where did you assume that money was going?” Frank asked.
“I thought it was covering the property taxes and the quarterly water bill,” I said.
“The property taxes came straight out of your private account in June,” Frank said.
“These transfers went directly into Eleanor’s private credit union account.”
He turned another page of the green ledger records I had taken out of the locked hall drawer that morning.
“That green drawer wasn’t holding everyday house receipts,” Frank said.
“These are statements for an unauthorized second investment account funded entirely by your paychecks.”
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