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

“You could have printed anything off a computer.”

“Look at the balances,” I said.

Arthur looked at the top right corner of the page.

The balance that month was over four hundred thousand dollars.

He blinked hard and pulled the paper closer to his face.

“What is this?” Arthur asked.

“That was my operating account,” I said.

“That’s impossible,” Ranata said.