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Chapters (48)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Notice
  3. Dedication
  4. Acknowledgments
  5. Prologue
  6. Chapter One
  7. Chapter Two
  8. Chapter Three
  9. Chapter Four
  10. Chapter Five
  11. Chapter Six
  12. Chapter Seven
  13. Chapter Eight
  14. Chapter Nine
  15. Chapter Ten
  16. Chapter Eleven
  17. Chapter Twelve
  18. Chapter Thirteen
  19. Chapter Fourteen
  20. Chapter Fifteen
  21. Chapter Sixteen
  22. Chapter Seventeen
  23. Chapter Eighteen
  24. Chapter Nineteen
  25. Chapter Twenty
  26. Chapter Twenty-one
  27. Chapter Twenty-two
  28. Chapter Twenty-three
  29. Chapter Twenty-four
  30. Chapter Twenty-five
  31. Chapter Twenty-six
  32. Chapter Twenty-seven
  33. Chapter Twenty-eight
  34. Chapter Twenty-nine
  35. Chapter Thirty
  36. Chapter Thirty-one
  37. Chapter Thirty-two
  38. Chapter Thirty-three
  39. Chapter Thirty-four
  40. Chapter Thirty-five
  41. Chapter Thirty-six
  42. Chapter Thirty-seven
  43. Chapter Thirty-eight
  44. Chapter Thirty-nine
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Lucy thanked them both for their time, then asked for privacy. She closed the door of Pollero’s office behind them and said to Adam and Laura, “We need to talk to his wife.”

“You think he fled.”

“He definitely planned to flee. I don’t know what his financial situation is, but I would suggest that you ask the bank president to look at their records and make sure nothing is off.”

“What are you thinking here, Kincaid?” Adam asked. “That he was bribed into forging the authorization forms?”

“Bribed or threatened. Possibly he’s done small things in the past, fudging here and there. Few people start with a major crime like stealing three million dollars.”

“Maybe he didn’t know.”

“He knew. He was coached. I’m even wondering if the authorization was put in after the Albrights were already dead.” Lucy paused. “I need to talk to the teller again.”

“About?”

“I want to show her the photo.”

They called her back in. Stephanie looked worried. Lucy said, “Stephanie, I promise, you’re not in trouble. There’s no need to be worried.”

“I can’t help it. I like Mr. Pollero.”

“He seems like a terrific boss.”

“He is.”

She opened the folder where the only thing in it was the photo from three years ago that Pollero said was Denise Albright.

“Do you know this woman?”

“Of course. That’s Kitty Fitzpatrick. You’re not saying that she’s also in trouble?”

“No,” Lucy said, though she didn’t know at this point. “This photo is fuzzy. How can you tell it’s Ms. Fitzpatrick?”

“Because she always wears those big red sunglasses and a flower on her shirt.” She pointed. There was a large flower brooch over her right breast. “I mean, I guess it might not be her, but it looks just like her.”

“Would you mistake her for Denise Albright?”

She frowned, stared at the picture. “Maybe? Mrs. Albright was a little thinner, I think. But they both have light-brown hair and I guess are the same size. But I don’t think I ever saw Mrs. Albright in anything but slacks and a blouse. She dressed very elegant but simple, if that makes sense. Classy. I love Ms. Fitzpatrick’s flowers, and she always dresses like that. She’s a regular, comes in every week. Refuses to use an ATM.”

“Thank you.”

They waited for Stephanie to leave, and Lucy said, “We need to talk to Kitty Fitzpatrick, just to cover bases, but I don’t think that she was involved. I think he found an image of someone who could pass for Denise Albright and that’s what he gave to us.”

“So we’re looking at major theft,” Adam said. “He’s the one who stole the three million.”