He Assumed My Grief Left Me Too Weak to Fight — He’d Forged a $450,000 Loan Against a House That Was Never His
Chapter 10 — Four Hundred Fifty Thousand
By four o’clock, Phoebe called back, and told me to sit down before she spoke, and I understood by now to do it.
“A private lending firm just flagged an active application,” she said.
“For a four-hundred-and-fifty-thousand-dollar cash-out equity line.
On your home address.”
“Phoebe, I never applied for a loan.”