Chapter 3 - The Secret Visit
Three days later, there was a knock at my door. I expected a process server or a furious lawyer, but when I opened it, I found Sarah standing there, looking exhausted. She wasn't wearing her usual designer clothes; she was in simple jeans and a sweater.
"I need your help," she whispered.
I didn't invite her in, but I stepped onto the porch. "Help with what, Sarah? Did Brian finally run out of people to manipulate?"
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She burst into tears. "He left. When the bank started seizing the assets, he just… packed a bag and drove off. He took the last of the cash. I don't have money for groceries, Claire. The kids need help."
My heart ached for my niece and nephew. I wasn't going to punish them for their father’s sins. "I’ll help them, Sarah. Not you. I’ll set up a trust for the kids’ education and food, but you need to find a job. The coddling stops today."
