top.
Evelyn listed as authorized agent.
My signature at the bottom.
Except it wasn’t mine.
It resembled mine enough to fool someone unfamiliar with it, but the pressure and flow were wrong.
Copied.
Not written.
There was a witness signature and notary stamp too.
Official-looking.
Which made it worse.
This wasn’t simply theft.
It had been planned, documented, and filed.
I returned to the transactions and totaled them twice.
$45,000.
The money mattered.
But the access, intent, and forged paperwork mattered more.
I followed the trail beyond Evelyn’s account.
