The Stranger You Know
“Not even a damned credit card statement.”
Hutch tossed down the monthly bills he’d reviewed for most of the night. He was perched at the edge of FI’s conference room table, gulping coffee and poring over all the paperwork that law enforcement had collected at the Fishers’ place.
It wasn’t much.
“Glen Fisher was all about cash,” he said. “Every month on the exact same day of the month, he withdrew precisely eight thousand dollars from the bank and used it to pay all his bills, including his rent. That’s weird, but not illegal. He had that generous trust fund from his grandparents, and a wad of cash inherited from his parents. The other half went to his brother, Clark, whose assets were inherited by his son, Jack. I have no idea if the kid blew it all or gave it to his uncle for managing.”
“I can fill in some of those blanks.” Ryan entered the conference room. “Yoda,” he instructed. “Display background check on Jack Fisher.”
“Retrieving requested information,”
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