My Dying Mother-in-Law Pressed a Silver Key Into My Hand — It Opened Everything My Husband Had Spent a Year Desperately Hunting For
And I think the answer is the ugliest thing I learned in the whole affair, uglier even than Miami.
Julian used Evelyn’s account for the same reason he used me: because we trusted him, and because our trust made us useful.
A stranger’s account can be traced to a stranger and raises questions.
But a mother’s account, a sick old woman’s account, is above suspicion precisely because no one imagines a son would do that to his own mother.
Julian did not launder his kickbacks through Evelyn in spite of the fact that she was his trusting, dependent, dying mother.
He laundered them through her because of it.