“Who went into the garage? Who has keys?”
The list was short: her two children, Anna and David; her daughter-in-law, Laura; and Lucas himself. No one else.
His stomach churned.
Lucas looked at the floor.
“I heard something else last night,” he murmured. “Mom and Uncle David were arguing in the kitchen. They didn’t know I was on the stairs. I heard them saying that… that when you signed the papers today, everything would be easier.”
“What papers?” Helen asked, confused.
Lucas looked up.
“Grandpa’s life insurance papers. They said you had to ‘cooperate.’ And if you didn’t… they had a plan.”
Helen felt a chill run down her spine. She remembered how insistent Anna had been that she sign some “succession” documents. She remembered David’s evasive attitude when she asked questions. She remembered Laura treating her like a burden for weeks.
None of it had made sense… until now.
