Nineteen Thousand Dollars, a Forged Signature, and a Flight to the Dominican Republic

Derek stopped smiling.

“You packed her clothes before you left,” I said.

“You put her things in a rented room because she was an inconvenience to your vacation.”

“My mother did that,” Derek said.

He sighed loudly again and rubbed his forehead.

“You’re not listening to me,” Derek said.

“I’m giving you a way out of a huge legal fight.

I’m giving you Lily.”