How Eighty Acres of Wisconsin Oak Ridge Exposed My Ex-Husband’s Cash Scheme
I leaned back in the wooden chair, my hands folded tight over Arvid’s green canvas ledger in my lap.
“Brad has no authority to sign a lease on my eighty acres,” I said.
“No, he doesn’t,” Patricia said.
“Which means if Kurt’s got a signed lease in his vest right now, there are only two names that could be on the bottom line.”
“Brad’s own name,” I said.
“Or else yours,” Patricia said.
She leaned forward and set her elbows on the desk.
“If Brad signed his own name to a lease on land he doesn’t own, that’s civil fraud,” Patricia said.
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