“I’m supposed to close on the place next month.”

“If this loan defaults under your name, you’ll never get a mortgage anyway,” Arthur said.

“Your credit will be wiped out.”

I looked at the framed diplomas hanging on his wall.

I thought about the sealed bank notice I’d found in the kitchen.

“Stopping a moving train costs a lot of money, General, but we can definitely do it.”

I took a pen out of my pocket.

“Print out the wire transfer form,” I said.