Some people elect to have their bills paid every month. Its a convenience feature.
But no one at the bank thought to inquire into this woman’s whereabouts?
My Dear Watson, as the renowned Sherlock Holmes would no doubt declaim, the game’s afoot. Her absence should have been as significant a clue as the dog that didn’t bark.
Hmmm.
Seriously? You must live in a small town. My bank doesn't know me from Adam, and wouldn't know/care if I'm alive, dead or in a Turkish prison dry humping Medea Benjamin.