Each was slightly below $50,000.
All three occurred during a six-week period when Grandpa was recovering from hip surgery.
Every payment went to a consulting company owned by Mom.
Rebecca looked at me.
“Did Walter authorize these?”
“I don’t know.”
So we asked the bank.
Their records showed electronic authorizations made through Grandpa’s online account.
But the login history revealed something much more interesting.
The account had been accessed from an IP address associated with my parents’ home in New Jersey.
Grandpa wasn’t in New Jersey on any of those dates.
He was in a rehabilitation facility in Connecticut.
When I saw the report, I didn’t feel victorious.
I simply understood.
My parents hadn’t sued me because they genuinely believed I had stolen from Grandpa.
They sued because if they controlled the estate, they could control the person most likely to discover what **they** had done.
