“Already downloading it to our secure server.”
After hanging up, I discovered something that changed everything.
A notification from my bank.
Unusual activity alert: inquiry on property located at my Malibu address for collateral verification.
Eleanor hadn’t just announced she was moving in. She’d already tried to use my house as collateral for something. The timestamp showed 4:00 p.m.—four hours before she called me.
“I’m done being the family doormat,” I whispered to the ocean.
Tomorrow, Eleanor would arrive expecting submission. Instead, she’d find something she’d never encountered before: a Drexler woman who fought back with facts, law, and 15 years of suppressed power.
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