I took a drive from Greensburg Bankruptcy couldn't be further from my mind on my drive. I had just come from the library where Mrs. Williams had given me transcripts of email correspondence between my wife and Harold, the former account and comptroller from my failed business.   Harold had embezzled money from my business and caused me to file for bankruptcy.  I drove to my wife's old hometown, which was also Harold's old home town.  I hadn't been down this way in decades.  I should have come sooner.  I started snooping around town and found out that Sylvia and Harold were frequent visitors.  In fact, some people in town thought they were married to each other.  While I was there I ran into someone I never thought I would: Harold's wife.  She was down doing the same thing I was.  It seems Mrs. Williams from the library had given her the same email transcripts.  We had a cup of coffee and discussed the events.  I told her that I had to call the FBI about this, and that it would become public knowledge.  She guessed that this would be the case.  We both just sat and stared at each other.  We couldn't believe it.  We both thought that Harold and Sylvia were in Mexico