“I carried out my assigned orders, Derek,” I said, twisting my silver class ring once around my thumb.

He shoved the white paper toward my chest, his hand shaking slightly.

“This is the estate waiver form from Grandmother’s executor.

If you don’t sign off on releasing the trust balance to the family holding account by five o’clock, the bank rejects my business loan.”

I took the sheet from his hand and read the bold text across the top.

“You spent forty thousand dollars of my college fund on your fraternity dues and your luxury condo lease,” I said, keeping my voice measured and even.