Silence.
Even Vivian, halfway out of the second SUV, stopped moving.
“That’s impossible,” Patricia whispered. “Walter left this house to me.”
“He left you the right to live here,” Daniel said. “Subject to specific conditions.”
Then he explained everything.
The home-equity line.
The lapsed insurance.
The unpaid property taxes.
The damage to the trust’s interests.
The court order terminating her occupancy.
Patricia looked as though she couldn’t breathe.
Grant finally exploded.
“This is insane! Allison, you can’t do this! This is my family’s house! My mother’s house! You were never anything but—”
“Careful,” Daniel said quietly.
The softness of his voice stopped Grant faster than shouting would have.
“My client has complied with every legal requirement. Nothing belonging to your family has been taken. Nothing has been damaged. She has only taken possession of what has legally belonged to her since your father’s death.”
