“Any case of suspected fraud has to go through the branch manager.”

“Then go get the branch manager.”

Marcus pointed to a glass-walled office in the far corner of the lobby.

A man in a blue suit sat behind a broad mahogany desk, talking on a silver desk phone.

“Mr.

Gable’s on a call,” Marcus said.

“You’ll need to wait in the seating area until he’s free.”

“Is the account active right now?” I asked.