The Woman in My Dress
But it’s on there.”
Maya still has that card.
At ten in the morning, with thirteen dollars, she used a terminal payphone to check her bank balance and found the joint account frozen.
It had been frozen at 8:04 p.m. the previous evening — which was, she worked out later, roughly forty minutes after she had gone over the balcony rail, and about four hours before Evelyn made her phone call.
Mark had walked into a bedroom, found his wife’s purse on the hall table and her shoes on the balcony floor, and understood exactly what had happened, and his first act had not been to look for her.