“That’s our business name,” he said.

“But that isn’t my notary registration number, and that isn’t my handwriting.”

“Do you keep a daily logbook for notarizations?” I asked.

He went back to a metal filing cabinet behind the register and pulled out a thick black ledger.

He leafed through the blue-lined pages until he got to the second week of March.

“Here it is,” he said, tapping the page with his pen.

“March fourteenth.