Chapter 16 - A Family Meeting
Three nights before the hearing, Marcus called a family meeting.
Not a strategy session.
No attorneys.
No recordings.
Just Denise, Tiana, Nia and Marcus around the dining table while Jayden and Ava slept upstairs.
Marcus began.
“I don't want surprises in court.”
Tiana gave a nervous laugh.
“That would be nice.”
“Anything Leon can use against us, we say now.”
Nia looked at him.
“You too.”
“Me too.”
Denise poured coffee.
Marcus started with something he had never admitted.
Two years before Elijah died, Marcus had considered selling.
Everyone looked surprised.
“Dad's medical bills were getting bad,” he explained. “I met with a broker.”
“Why didn't you tell me?” Nia asked.
“Because I changed my mind.”
“That isn't an answer.”
Marcus nodded.
“I was ashamed.”
The family almost laughed at the repetition.
Shame again.
Marcus had rejected a $2.1 million informal offer and never disclosed it.
Not illegal.
But Leon knew about it.
He could portray Marcus as someone willing to sell until a better financial opportunity appeared.
Nia went next.
She explained her meeting with Shoreline Meridian in complete detail.
Allison Grant had suggested Marcus might be emotionally unstable about the property because of grief.
That angered him.
Then he recognized the manipulation.
They were trying to separate husband from wife.
Tiana admitted more.
The $120,000 had not been her only benefit.
Leon also persuaded a creditor to delay foreclosure on her condominium.
“How?” Marcus asked.
“I don't know.”
That could become leverage.
Denise admitted she had retained a copy of the seventeen-year-old planning acknowledgment even after Elijah asked her to destroy it.
“Why?”
“Because I wanted proof that at one point he agreed with me.”
Nia's expression softened.
A relic of an old marriage war.
Marcus asked, “Anything else?”
Nobody spoke.
Then Tiana looked at Denise.
“Mom.”
Denise looked away.
Marcus felt his stomach tighten.
“What?”
Tiana whispered, “Tell him about Dad's hospital.”
Denise closed her eyes.
“What hospital?”
Six months before Elijah died, he had been admitted for hypertension and chest pain.
Marcus remembered.
“I took him home.”
“You took him home the second time,” Denise said.
“There was a first?”
“Yes.”
Elijah suffered a minor neurological episode two weeks earlier.
Leon drove him to the emergency room.
“Why didn't anybody tell me?”
“Elijah refused.”
Marcus stared.
“Why?”
“He was afraid you would force him to stop managing the property.”
That sounded exactly like his father.
But there was more.
During that hospital visit, Elijah signed several documents Leon brought.
Marcus went cold.
“What documents?”
“I don't know.”
“Was he competent?”
“Yes, as far as I know.”
“Did Leon use them later?”
“I don't know.”
This introduced dangerous uncertainty.
Perhaps some documents Leon possessed actually contained Elijah's valid signature.
The family case would not be clean.
Marcus forced himself to accept that.
Truth was not supposed to be clean.
The next morning Danielle reviewed the information.
“This is good.”
Tiana stared at her.
“Good?”
“Good that you're telling me before opposing counsel does.”
She expected Leon's attorney to argue that Elijah authorized him broadly before death.
Danielle requested hospital records and any documents executed during that period.
One surfaced.
A limited power of attorney.
Elijah had temporarily authorized Leon to manage tax and maintenance matters while he recovered.
Duration: sixty days.
No authority to sell, transfer, encumber or amend the trust.
Danielle smiled.
“He may have used this as the foundation.”
“For what?” Marcus asked.
“To create the appearance of ongoing authority.”
Sure enough, later Shoreline Meridian correspondence repeatedly called Leon the “Carter family representative.”
Years of repetition had turned a temporary role into an assumed fact.
That afternoon Marcus received an unexpected call.
Allison Grant.
The Shoreline Meridian representative who had met Nia.
“I need to speak with your attorney.”
Marcus gave her Danielle's number.
Before hanging up, he asked why.
Allison hesitated.
“Because I was told you had approved the subsurface option.”
“I didn't.”
“I know.”
“How?”
“When the news showed your family denying the signatures, I reviewed our internal file.”
Marcus waited.
“There is no direct communication from you anywhere.”
That sounded obvious.
It was also devastating.
A multimillion-dollar transaction supposedly authorized by Marcus contained no email, call, meeting note or signed correspondence directly from him.
“Who communicated for me?”
“Leon.”
“And Nia?”
“Leon.”
“And Tiana?”
“Leon.”
Marcus closed his eyes.
One intermediary.
Controlling every version of reality.
Allison added one final detail.
“Mr. Carter, Victor Hale knew there were questions about the signatures.”
“When?”
“Before the tsunami.”
“How far before?”
“At least seven months.”
Marcus's anger returned.
“And he proceeded anyway?”
“Yes.”
“Why are you telling me?”
Allison's voice became quiet.
“Because yesterday Victor asked me to delete the file showing that I raised the concern.”
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The conspiracy was beginning to panic.
