My Daughter-in-Law Threw Ice Water on Me for Sleeping at 9 A.M.—She Had No Idea Whose House She Was Trying to Take
“Yes.”
“Sabrina?”
“If Zachary shared them, possibly.”
Georgia leaned forward.
“Thomas, from this point forward, we stop guessing.”
I nodded.
“Preserve everything.”
“Already started.”
PART 3 — MY LAWYER
Before confronting anyone, I called Laura Medina.
