what?”
“To settle this?” he snapped. “Pay off the developer. Make this go away.”
“You signed the contract,” I said. “Not me.”
His face flushed.
“This affects all of us,” he shot back. “You’re part of this family.”
Family.
Again.
“You want me to pay for your fraud?” I said. “And then sign over the house.”
Evelyn didn’t flinch.
“Everything has to be about you.”
$45,000 gone.
A forged deed.
An illegal sale.
And somehow I was selfish.
Vance finally spoke.
“You’re making this worse than it needs to
