maintenance fund.
The documents were thorough.
They were detailed.
They were, as Walter stared at them across the table, absolutely convincing.
They were also completely fabricated.
Every single one of them.
Walter knew this the way you know when someone is describing you doing something you did not do, not from any particular detail, but from the sheer totality of wrongness, the way the whole picture refuses to fit itself around any moment in your actual life.
He had not taken a single dollar.
He had never taken anything from
