Romancing the Cowboy

He took a seat across from her and decided to lay the problem on the line and gauge her reaction. “I heard that Grant Whitaker found some discrepancies in Granny’s account. There’s some money missing.”

“I’m aware of that.” Sabrina straightened and leaned back in the desk chair. “Mr. Whitaker mentioned it to me a couple of days ago, but when I asked your mother about having an ATM card or utilizing the online banking service, she didn’t have any idea what I was talking about.”

“Then someone unauthorized must have ATM access to her account.”

“You might be right, but your mother has been pretty forgetful lately. Just yesterday, I learned of an account she didn’t even remember opening.”

“How did you find out about it?”

“She received a letter from a savings and loan located in another town, telling her that the account would be frozen due to nonactivity.”

Jared leaned against the doorjamb and crossed his arms. “I thought you went through her files. Wasn’t there any record of statements being sent to her?”

“I might have missed it, but I don’t think so.” Sabrina pushed her chair from the desk and stood. In the course of her workday, a button on her blouse had become undone, and Jared couldn’t help noticing a flash of skin and the white lace trim of her bra.

“I asked the bank to trace those withdrawals,” she said. “I was told they were all made from an ATM card that your mother requested, a card someone activated through the main branch.”

The question was, who had done that?

Sabrina was supposedly checking in to it, but Jared thought it might be a better idea if he stopped by the main branch himself. One of the girls he’d gone to school with used to be married to the vice president of the bank. Hopefully, she still was, although he knew the stats on break ups these days better than anyone.