“They just handed her to you?” I asked.

“They were glad someone from the family finally showed up to claim her,” Ethan said.

“The social worker said Richard paid for two weeks of emergency care in cash and told them he was moving out of state for good.”

I looked back down at the floral bedspread.

The bottom of the broken suitcase held a thick stack of bank ledgers.

They were bound in heavy black plastic spirals with the Fairview Savings corporate logo stamped in silver on the front covers.