The problem with electronic banking was that there was always a trail of electrons, and bank records were both time stamped and amount-specific, enough to make some connection appear to exist.
The words froze in mid-sentence, crystallised in her mind, and hung there like shards of ace. The large photograph of sutton relaxing in his wing chair, with the lamp table beside him, the lamp casting a benevolent glow over his features and the wide circular table holding a small stack of books, a decanter and half-filled glass, obviously touched a chord deep in the public heart - this was what they thought the literary life was like.
Yes, now i see that you look thoughtful.