He Changed the Lock to His Own Phone Number and Forged My Dead Wife’s Signature on the Deed. He Forgot She’d Put the Cabin in a Trust

My signature was down at the bottom of it.

And beside my signature was Faye’s.

I stared at the execution date until the letters swam.

According to that document, my wife had signed this transfer six months ago — put her name to a deed conveying away the sanctuary she loved most in the world — three years after I buried her.

My phone rang in my pocket.

The screen said Lorraine Ferris, my estate attorney of twenty years.

“Edmund,” she said the instant I answered, her voice fast and low.