I’d bought it at the downtown pharmacy ten minutes before, paying three dollars just so I’d have something to keep the one piece of bank mail in.

Arthur flipped open the cover.

He straightened his reading glasses and studied the figure on the late notice.

“Your brother has a certain reputation around this town,” Arthur said.

“I had dealings with him when he tried to rezone that commercial lot out by the highway, and he…”

His voice trailed off entirely as he flipped the notice over to read the back.

He reached for a yellow legal pad and copied down the routing numbers.