Thirty-Nine Million Dollars and a Brown Folder on the Kitchen Table

“The rescue money,” Arthur said.

“Over two hundred thousand dollars.

Ranata handled the transfers because you were too ashamed to ask me directly.

She covered your tracks to save your pride.”

The pieces finally locked together.

The missing retirement yields.

Ranata asking about a broken baler.

Desmond staring at his shoes while Ranata fed them the exact numbers.