Marine Returns From Okinawa to Find Her Bungalow Already Sold

“I believe you,” Vance said. “But the county records office accepted it because it carries a notary seal. In the eyes of the law, that seal makes it valid until we prove otherwise.”

“How do we prove it?”

“Every notary is required by Florida law to keep a sequential logbook,” Vance said. “They must record the name of every person who appears before them, the date, the type of document, and their signature. Find the notary who stamped this.”

He circled the small, smudge-edged name on the bottom of the photocopy.

“Clara Higgins,” I read aloud.

“Go to the county notary office downtown,” Vance said. “They keep the records of active and retired notaries. If Clara Higgins has a record of you signing this on June fourteenth, we have a very different problem. If she does not, we have our leverage.”

I folded the paper and tucked it into the breast pocket of my khaki uniform, adjusting my collar where the starched fabric rubbed against my neck.

“Thank you, sir,” I said.

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