He Was Sure the House and the Company Were His. He’d Never Bothered to Read the Deed, or the Trust My Husband Left

For a moment I forgot the sting in my scraped knee entirely.

“And what does that do?” I asked.

“It means,” Miriam said, cold and clear, “that your father does not control the company he believes he controls.

Not anymore.

Not as of the moment he forged your name.”

Chapter 9 — Baldwin-Gallagher Logistics

Baldwin-Gallagher Logistics was my father’s shipping company.

That was how he told it, anyway, to anyone who would sit still for it.