with the county. Clean, legal, and completely unknown to Gerald Thomas.
What Gerald did know was that Lillian was gone and the house was sitting empty.
He had a power of attorney document with Wendy’s signature — except she had never signed it. He had traced her handwriting from old medical consent forms, documents from when she was barely eighteen. He brought the forged document to a notary he knew personally, a man named Carl who owed him a favor and didn’t ask questions. Carl stamped it. Gerald filed the deed transfer at the county recorder’s office that afternoon.
By Friday, he had walked into a bank and taken out a mortgage against the property — two hundred eighty thousand dollars, cash in hand. The money went to pay off gambling debts nobody in the family knew existed.
He didn’t know the house was already in Wendy’s name. He didn’t know about
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