Before my grandfather’s final illness, Daniel had visited the house several times to review documents.

He’d always been careful with paperwork, sometimes to the point of irritation.

At the funeral, he’d told me to contact him if anyone attempted to remove important records or make decisions about the property.

Until that morning, I hadn’t understood why he’d been so specific.

I typed one word.

NOW.

The message showed as delivered.

I stared at it.