Caroline agreed to meet police at a secure municipal building at eight that evening.<\/p>\n
Officer Ramirez refused to tell us which one until we were already moving.<\/p>\n
He separated Grady and me into different police vehicles.<\/p>\n
At first I thought it excessive.<\/p>\n
Then I remembered that someone had known where we were at the bank.<\/p>\n
Excessive had become relative.<\/p>\n
Walter\u2019s black case traveled separately as evidence.<\/p>\n
During the drive, I kept thinking about the third account number.<\/p>\n
Nathan\u2019s.<\/p>\n
If Caroline was right, someone had added it to Walter\u2019s records after his death.<\/p>\n
The obvious suspect was Martin.<\/p>\n
But obvious answers had repeatedly failed us.<\/p>\n
At the municipal building, Ramirez led me through a side entrance into a conference room with no windows.<\/p>\n
Grady arrived ten minutes later.<\/p>\n
Caroline and Kelsey were not there.<\/p>\n
At eight fifteen, Ramirez received a call.<\/p>\n
His expression changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
He walked into the hallway.<\/p>\n
Grady stood.<\/p>\n
I remained seated because I was tired of reacting to every change like an alarm bell.<\/p>\n
Ramirez returned.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey\u2019re delayed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey believe they were followed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBy whom?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey couldn\u2019t identify the vehicle.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre they still coming?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
At eight thirty-eight, the door opened.<\/p>\n
Kelsey entered first.<\/p>\n
I barely recognized her.<\/p>\n
Her hair was pulled beneath a baseball cap, and she wore jeans and an oversized gray sweatshirt. She looked smaller than she had at Riverside Motors.<\/p>\n
Then Caroline entered.<\/p>\n
Seeing the sisters together made their resemblance obvious.<\/p>\n
Same eyes.<\/p>\n
Same mouth.<\/p>\n
Similar posture.<\/p>\n
But Caroline was older, with deeper lines around her face and a cautious way of scanning the room before sitting.<\/p>\n
Grady stared at her.<\/p>\n
Caroline stared back.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou remember me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor disappearing?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor leaving you with all of this.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kelsey sat at the opposite end of the table.<\/p>\n
Grady did not look at her.<\/p>\n
Ramirez began formally.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo one here is under arrest at this moment. That may change depending on what we learn. I need everyone to understand that.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kelsey nodded.<\/p>\n
Caroline placed a padded envelope on the table.<\/p>\n
\u201cDiane sent this to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Inside was a photocopied index.<\/p>\n
Dozens of names.<\/p>\n
Account numbers.<\/p>\n
Initials.<\/p>\n
Dates.<\/p>\n
Some entries were marked CLOSED.<\/p>\n
Others ACTIVE.<\/p>\n
I found Walter\u2019s name.<\/p>\n
Then mine.<\/p>\n
My stomach turned.<\/p>\n
Beside my name were three codes.<\/p>\n
One corresponded to the unauthorized loan.<\/p>\n
Another to the SUV lease.<\/p>\n
The third was unfamiliar.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is this?\u201d<\/p>\n
Caroline looked.<\/p>\n
\u201cInsurance.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat insurance?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
I had life insurance.<\/p>\n
Homeowners insurance.<\/p>\n
Auto insurance.<\/p>\n
But this code meant nothing to me.<\/p>\n
Ramirez photographed the page.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho created this index?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDiane copied it from Martin\u2019s office.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAbout seven years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
Before Walter died.<\/p>\n
Before Caroline disappeared.<\/p>\n
Before Kelsey\u2019s company existed.<\/p>\n
That established Martin\u2019s operation as the original source.<\/p>\n
Then Caroline pointed toward the account number Walter had supposedly labeled as Martin\u2019s operating account.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis number isn\u2019t on Diane\u2019s original index.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy does that matter?\u201d Grady asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Walter got his information from Diane.\u201d<\/p>\n
I understood.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf she never identified this account, Walter may not have written it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cExactly.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ramirez brought in a forensic document examiner who had already begun reviewing photographs of Walter\u2019s materials.<\/p>\n
She placed enlarged images on the screen.<\/p>\n
The first two account entries matched Walter\u2019s ordinary handwriting.<\/p>\n
The third looked similar.<\/p>\n
Very similar.<\/p>\n
But under magnification, the ink differed.<\/p>\n
\u201cDifferent pen?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cDifferent ink composition, most likely. We\u2019ll test the original.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCould Walter have used another pen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCertainly.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo this proves nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBy itself, no.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then she showed us the page under angled light.<\/p>\n
Indentations appeared beneath the writing.<\/p>\n
The third account number had been written over an erased entry.<\/p>\n
Someone had removed something first.<\/p>\n
Grady leaned closer.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was underneath?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe may be able to recover it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Caroline looked at Kelsey.<\/p>\n
Kelsey looked frightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know something,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cKelsey.\u201d<\/p>\n
She pressed her hands together.<\/p>\n
\u201cWalter gave me access to some records.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBefore he died.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter he died, I went through some of them.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Martin was looking for them.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you alter Walter\u2019s notebook?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you give it to anyone?\u201d<\/p>\n
She hesitated.<\/p>\n
\u201cNathan.\u201d<\/p>\n
Grady finally looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou gave Dad\u2019s records to Nathan?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCopies.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAbout five years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said he could help trace the accounts.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you trust him?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen, yes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you now?\u201d<\/p>\n
Kelsey looked toward Caroline.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Caroline said quietly, \u201cNathan helped me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWith what?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cMedical records. Prescriptions. He helped me understand what Martin had accessed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he know where you were living?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he know about Claire Bennett?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo he lied when he told us he discovered that through an investigator.\u201d<\/p>\n
Caroline nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy would he lie?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo protect me, maybe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOr himself.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ramirez asked Caroline about Nathan\u2019s account.<\/p>\n
\u201cI found it about eight months ago,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIn Kelsey\u2019s company records.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kelsey looked down.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy was Nathan\u2019s account receiving money from your company?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI was repaying him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor Grady\u2019s loan?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Grady\u2019s head snapped up.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat other loan?\u201d<\/p>\n
Kelsey closed her eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cMine.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThirty-five thousand.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo replace some of Caroline\u2019s estate money.\u201d<\/p>\n
Grady laughed once, without humor.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo while I was borrowing twenty thousand from Nathan, you already owed him thirty-five?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd neither of you mentioned that?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWonderful.\u201d<\/p>\n
Caroline said, \u201cNathan wasn\u2019t charging interest.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat makes it better?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why was he giving everybody money?\u201d<\/p>\n
Nobody answered.<\/p>\n
I asked the question differently.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did Nathan want?\u201d<\/p>\n
Caroline looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cMartin.\u201d<\/p>\n
That made sense.<\/p>\n
Nathan was funding access.<\/p>\n
He helped Caroline.<\/p>\n
Lent money to Kelsey.<\/p>\n
Later lent money to Grady.<\/p>\n
All roads kept him near Martin\u2019s network.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy is Nathan so obsessed with Martin?\u201d<\/p>\n
Caroline\u2019s expression changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked at Kelsey.<\/p>\n
Kelsey shook her head slightly.<\/p>\n
\u201cTell me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Caroline folded her hands.<\/p>\n
\u201cNathan\u2019s father lost almost everything through Martin.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYears ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cInvestment accounts. Loans. A second mortgage his father claimed he never authorized.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe tried to sue.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe died before the case went anywhere.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
Caroline hesitated.<\/p>\n
\u201cSuicide.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room went quiet.<\/p>\n
That explained Nathan\u2019s persistence.<\/p>\n
Not necessarily his methods.<\/p>\n
But his motive was no longer abstract.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Walter know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he trust Nathan?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSometimes.\u201d<\/p>\n
That sounded like Walter.<\/p>\n
He trusted evidence more than people.<\/p>\n
Ramirez received another message from the forensic examiner.<\/p>\n
She brought up a photograph.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe recovered part of the erased entry.\u201d<\/p>\n
Letters appeared faintly beneath the third account number.<\/p>\n
D.M.<\/p>\n
Diane Mercer.<\/p>\n
The original entry had apparently referred to Diane.<\/p>\n
Someone erased it.<\/p>\n
Then inserted Nathan\u2019s account number.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho had the notebook after Walter died?\u201d Ramirez asked.<\/p>\n
I answered first.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was in my attic.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kelsey said, \u201cNot immediately.\u201d<\/p>\n
I turned toward her.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWalter gave it to me before he died.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room went silent.<\/p>\n
\u201cFor how long?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSeveral weeks.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe wanted me to compare the account numbers with records Martin had given me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you return it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter Walter died.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo whom?\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked at Grady.<\/p>\n
\u201cI gave it to you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Grady frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, you didn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, I did.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI never saw that notebook.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou put it in the attic.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI put boxes in the attic. You handed me boxes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo the notebook could have been inside.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho packed them?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cKelsey.\u201d<\/p>\n
Another possibility.<\/p>\n
But Kelsey looked genuinely confused.<\/p>\n
\u201cI never altered that number.\u201d<\/p>\n
Caroline said, \u201cI believe her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Nathan\u2019s account didn\u2019t exist yet.\u201d<\/p>\n
That stopped everyone.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
Caroline pointed at the number.<\/p>\n
\u201cI checked it when I found it in Kelsey\u2019s records. Nathan opened that account four years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
Walter died six years ago.<\/p>\n
So Walter could not have written the number before his death.<\/p>\n
Kelsey could not have added it when she returned the notebook immediately afterward either.<\/p>\n
Someone accessed Walter\u2019s notebook later.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho went into my attic?\u201d I asked Grady.<\/p>\n
\u201cFamily. Me. Kelsey.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnyone else?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRepair people.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThink.\u201d<\/p>\n
He stared at the table.<\/p>\n
Then his expression changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cNathan.\u201d<\/p>\n
I felt a chill.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAbout two years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was he doing in my house?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were visiting Aunt Susan.\u201d<\/p>\n
I remembered the trip.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou brought Nathan into my home?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe was helping me look for Dad\u2019s trust paperwork.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I thought there might be documents explaining how to access the remaining money.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Nathan go into the attic?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow long was he alone?\u201d<\/p>\n
Grady swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe twenty minutes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kelsey whispered, \u201cGrady.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI forgot.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou forgot a man we\u2019re now investigating spent twenty minutes alone with Walter\u2019s records?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t know any of this then.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ramirez leaned forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Dr. Ellis know about the notebook?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe could have found it.\u201d<\/p>\n
The timeline suddenly worked.<\/p>\n
Nathan\u2019s account existed.<\/p>\n
Nathan had access to the attic.<\/p>\n
Walter\u2019s original entry was erased.<\/p>\n
Nathan\u2019s account number replaced it.<\/p>\n
That alteration made Nathan appear connected to Martin.<\/p>\n
But why would Nathan frame himself?<\/p>\n
Unless someone else entered afterward.<\/p>\n
Or unless the number served another purpose.<\/p>\n
Caroline shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat doesn\u2019t make sense.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNathan wouldn\u2019t add his own account.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUnless he wanted Walter\u2019s records to lead someone to him.\u201d<\/p>\n
She stared at me.<\/p>\n
A breadcrumb.<\/p>\n
Nathan had repeatedly positioned himself where I would eventually find him.<\/p>\n
The SUV authorization.<\/p>\n
The financial records.<\/p>\n
Walter\u2019s altered notebook.<\/p>\n
What if some of those apparent attempts to implicate Nathan were actually attempts by Nathan to insert himself into the trail?<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d Grady asked.<\/p>\n
I thought of his father.<\/p>\n
Martin.<\/p>\n
Years of failed attempts to prove fraud.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe needed someone Martin couldn\u2019t easily dismiss.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho?\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked down at Walter\u2019s letter.<\/p>\n
\u201cMe.\u201d<\/p>\n
My phone vibrated.<\/p>\n
Unknown number.<\/p>\n
A photograph arrived.<\/p>\n
Nathan.<\/p>\n
He was sitting in what appeared to be a basement, holding a newspaper beside his face.<\/p>\n
Across his chest was a handwritten sign.<\/p>\n
DO NOT TRUST MARTIN.<\/p>\n
A second photograph arrived.<\/p>\n
Same room.<\/p>\n
Nathan no longer held the sign.<\/p>\n
Behind him stood a man.<\/p>\n
Older.<\/p>\n
Gray-haired.<\/p>\n
Martin Vale.<\/p>\n
Grady swore.<\/p>\n
Kelsey stood.<\/p>\n
Caroline went completely white.<\/p>\n
Then the phone rang.<\/p>\n
Martin.<\/p>\n
Officer Ramirez nodded.<\/p>\n
I answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cKaren.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat have you done to Nathan?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNothing he didn\u2019t invite.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDr. Ellis has spent years trying to expose me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou say that like it isn\u2019t true.\u201d<\/p>\n
Martin laughed softly.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019ve read Walter\u2019s notes. You think you understand the story.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI understand enough.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. You understand what Walter discovered before he died.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened afterward?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is exactly what Nathan does not want you to know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Across the table, Caroline shook her head urgently.<\/p>\n
Martin continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cAsk Caroline who paid for Claire Bennett\u2019s house.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI already know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, you know which company transferred the money.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s the difference?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe money didn\u2019t originate with Kelsey.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere did it originate?\u201d<\/p>\n
Martin paused.<\/p>\n
\u201cAsk Nathan.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s apparently with you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPut him on.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSoon.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you want?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe black case.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ramirez began writing instructions on a pad.<\/p>\n
KEEP TALKING.<\/p>\n
I said, \u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Walter stole documents belonging to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEvidence of crimes is not property I intend to return.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou always did sound like a county employee.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou always did sound like a banker who thought paperwork made theft respectable.\u201d<\/p>\n
For the first time, Martin\u2019s voice sharpened.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou have no idea what your husband did.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen enlighten me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWalter didn\u2019t merely investigate the accounts.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did he do?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe moved money.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at Grady.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhose?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMine.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOne hundred eighty thousand dollars.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat sounds unlikely.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe took it from an account he believed contained stolen funds.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSome.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere did Walter send it?\u201d<\/p>\n
Martin became quiet.<\/p>\n
Then he said:<\/p>\n
\u201cTo Caroline.\u201d<\/p>\n
She stared at the phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d she whispered.<\/p>\n
Martin heard her.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo she\u2019s there.\u201d<\/p>\n
Caroline backed away from the table.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re lying.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAm I?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen ask Karen to look at the final file on Walter\u2019s flash drive.\u201d<\/p>\n
I turned toward Ramirez.<\/p>\n
The flash drive was still with evidence technicians.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat file?\u201d<\/p>\n
Martin answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s password protected.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat password?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou already know it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWalter\u2019s favorite rule.\u201d<\/p>\n
I knew exactly what he meant.<\/p>\n
My husband had said the same thing whenever Grady wanted to borrow money, whenever I questioned a contractor\u2019s estimate, whenever a salesman promised something too good to be true.<\/p>\n
Follow the numbers.<\/p>\n
Martin ended the call.<\/p>\n
Ten minutes later, technicians opened the encrypted folder using the phrase.<\/p>\n
Inside was a spreadsheet.<\/p>\n
Transfers.<\/p>\n
Dates.<\/p>\n
Accounts.<\/p>\n
Walter had moved money.<\/p>\n
A great deal of it.<\/p>\n
But the destination was not Caroline\u2019s account.<\/p>\n
It was an account identified only by four letters.<\/p>\n
KMWT.<\/p>\n
My initials.<\/p>\n
Karen Marie Whitlow.<\/p>\n
And the last letter\u2014<\/p>\n
Trust.<\/p>\n
Walter had created another trust.<\/p>\n
One I had never known existed.<\/p>\n
The final balance displayed on the sheet was $183,742.<\/p>\n
Grady looked at me.<\/p>\n
Kelsey stared.<\/p>\n
Caroline whispered, \u201cMartin has been looking for that money for six years.\u201d<\/p>\n
I could barely speak.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is it?\u201d<\/p>\n
Caroline shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then Officer Ramirez\u2019s phone rang.<\/p>\n
He answered, listened, and looked directly at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
He ended the call.<\/p>\n
\u201cMrs. Whitlow, somebody just attempted to access a trust account at First Union using your identification.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach dropped.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey stopped the transaction.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho tried?\u201d<\/p>\n
Ramirez\u2019s expression hardened.<\/p>\n
\u201cA woman presenting herself as Karen Whitlow.\u201d<\/p>\n
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