I nodded at him like I understood.
"I haven't been in touch for a long time," I said. "I didn't know. I didn't even really know what he did here. "
I smiled at him. Tried to look amiable and ignorant. Didn't take much effort, in a bank. I gave him my best receptive look. Guaranteed to set a chatty guy talking. It had worked for me plenty of times before.
"He was part of our retail operation," the guy said. "We closed it down. "
I looked inquiringly at him.
"Retail?" I said.
"Over-the-counter banking," he said. "You know, cash, checks, loans, personal customers. "
"And you closed that down?" I said. "Why?"
"Too expensive," he said. "Big overhead, small margin. It had to go. "
"And pritchard was a part of that?" I asked him.
He nodded.
"Mr. pritchard was our currency manager," he
