I Was Hospitalized for 21 Days and My Son Gave My House to His In-Laws

“I’m fine,” I said, sitting on the hotel bed with my notebook open. “But I need you to pull my records.

Every document filed in the last thirty days. Every signature. Every notarization.”

There was a pause.

Margaret had worked fraud prevention long enough to hear the shape of trouble in silence. “What am I looking for?”

“A forged quitclaim deed,” I said. “And possibly a fraudulent power of attorney activation.”

“Eleanor, does this involve your son?”

“It does.”

Another pause.

Then the sound of her fingers on a keyboard. “I’m pulling your files now. Give me until morning.”

The second call was harder.