As they led Margaret to the police car, she turned around and glared at me. “You’ve turned my son against me. You and those children who aren’t even his!”
I moved closer, lowering my voice so only she could hear. “No, Margaret. You did this all by yourself. And now you’ve lost everything… including the $200,000 Ryan left you.”
His face froze. “What?”
“It’s in the will,” I explained. “The money was yours unless you tried to take the house from us. Guess where it’s going now?”
The realization appeared on his face just as the officer closed the car door.
