“Margaret Boone.” The lobby was very quiet. Hargrove looked at the two men beside him. Something passed between the three of them — a recognition, a realignment. Then he turned to Fitch. “What do you know about the Boone estate, Gerald?” Fitch shifted. “Not much, sir. The matter wasn’t brought to my attention. No one informed me —”
“No one informed you.” Hargrove let that sit for a moment. “Margaret Boone held a significant share position in this bank. On her passing it transferred to her husband. This was known at board level. This branch was responsible for facilitating the estate process.” He held Fitch’s gaze. “And you’re telling me you weren’t aware.” Fitch looked dumbfounded, “I wasn’t —”