When Eleanor Lost Access to Her Own Money, Everything Changed

minutes away.

The fourth page listed transfers.

Small ones first.

Ten thousand dollars.

Twenty-five thousand.

Then fifty.

Then more.

My retirement account had been nibbled at like a pie on a church basement table.

Only nobody had asked if they could cut it.

At the bottom, there was a wire transfer to a business account.

Whitaker Applied Systems.

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