She carried a small camera and two file folders.
“You were right about the dates,” she said.
“About what?”
“They do not line up.”
I photographed the ledger page she placed on the table.
The transfer date was printed at the top. The hospital record beside it showed a different account reference, but four digits matched the ones I had written on my grocery receipt.
I leaned closer.
“That’s the same number.”
Caroline tapped the corner of the file folder twice before opening it.
“Look here.”
A second page showed the same partial account number.
“That came from Hannah’s file?”
“Yes.”
“Why would a hospital record have a vineyard account number?”
Caroline closed the folder.
“That is the question I hoped you would ask.”
She handed me the photograph.
“Did Hannah know about the transfer?”
“I do not know.”
“Did she know about the account?”
“I don’t know that either.”
