Chapter 5 - The Legal Strike
By Tuesday morning, the transfer was complete. I was officially the sole executor and controller of the $5 million Vance Family Endowment.
I was sitting by Chloe's hospital bed when my phone buzzed. It was an unknown number. I let it ring, but it called back immediately. I answered.
"What the hell did you do?!" Marcus screamed through the receiver. The background noise sounded like an airport terminal. "My cards are dead! The lodge locked me out of the suite! Where is Trent?!"
"Trent is in the county jail, Marcus," I said, my voice eerily calm. "Assault with a deadly weapon and breaking and entering."
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Silence on the other end. Then, a nervous laugh. "What are you talking about? Listen, babe, there's a misunderstanding with the bank. Call them and fix it. I'll be home tonight to explain everything."
"Oh, I'm counting on it," I said, and hung up.
