A Steady Hand

Lewis Hancock practiced it a thousand times until his wrist was sore and it was ingrained into his muscle memory. He practiced he curl of the W, traced the trailing flourish at the end of the N. He shredded the sheets when he was confident the signature was good enough--at least enough so that no one either than a forgery expert would identify it as a fake. By then, it would be too late. For all intents and purposes, he was now Wilson Reardon, owner of safety deposit box #3271, Prime National Bank.