My mother “accidentally” cancelled all three plane tickets to Tahiti, then texted me, “Your sister already agreed to go

I thought I would cry.

I didn’t.

I felt empty.

Then Martin slid another document toward me.

“There’s more.”

I almost laughed.

“Of course there is.”

“The credit cards weren’t the reason I asked you to come in.”

He turned the paper around.

It was related to the Cedar Ridge title history.

“When Vanguard’s attorneys completed their post-closing review, they found an old recorded document associated with the property.”

“What document?”

“A lien release.”

I frowned.

“From my divorce?”

“No.”

He looked at me carefully.

“From before you owned the house.”

I stared at him.

“I don’t understand.”

“Your father owned an interest in that property.”

I blinked.

“No. My ex and I bought it.”

“You bought it from a trust.”

“Yes.”

“Your father controlled that trust.”

My mouth went dry.

“That’s impossible.”

“It’s documented.”

Martin opened another file.

The house had originally been purchased as an investment through a holding trust.