“Twenty thousand is a lot of money for a quitclaim on a house I’d inherit anyway,” I said.

“It’s worth it to me to have it settled.” He wiped his mouth and folded his napkin.

“You always did ask sharper questions than the rest of them.”

“Who drew the deed up?”

He reached into his pocket for his wallet.

“The office that’s handling the estate.

Good people, very thorough.” Two twenties landed next to his plate.

“Sign it by Friday, and I’ll deposit the check Friday afternoon.”