Chapter 3 - The DocumentThe next morning, Bessie sat across from attorney James Crawford.
He read the promissory note twice.
Then he looked up.
“Bessie, do you know what this means?”
She shook her head.
“You have a legal claim.”
The $40,000 had never been a gift.
Terrence had insisted it be documented as a loan.
And the loan had been secured against the house.
“They sold the property without paying you?”
“No.”
James leaned back.
“Then they may have violated the agreement.”
Bessie stared through the office window at the city below.
She didn't want revenge.
She wanted accountability.
“Can I force them to pay?”
James nodded.
“Potentially. Principal, interest, legal costs, and possibly damages.”
Bessie swallowed.
“What about my son?”
James's expression softened.
“That is the difficult part.”
He paused.
“Sometimes loving someone means allowing them to experience the consequences of what they've done.”
The words followed Bessie all the way home.
That afternoon, she changed her locks.
She installed cameras.
Then she called James.
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“File it.”
The lawsuit was officially underway.
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