“He brought a woman named Vanessa into the kitchen while I was packing.”

Evelyn took her hand off my shoulder, picked up the key, and slid it into her coin purse with a firm snap.

“He’s trying to push you out before you realize what the house is worth,” Evelyn said, her voice direct and hard.

“Your grandmother gave you sixty-five thousand dollars for that down payment, Claire.

Not Mark.”

“Rachel Kim needs every original bank record from six years ago,” I said.

“Every check stub and inheritance deposit receipt.”