“The trust will be frozen solid,” Richard said, raising one hand.

“Not one penny touched by anybody until Ethan turns twenty-one.”

“Last Tuesday you told me the trust was already being drawn down for his private tutoring,” I said.

Richard rubbed his thumb along his left cufflink, sliding it over the smooth metal edge.

“That was a temporary administrative step while his main accounts were being reorganized,” Richard said.

“Once the guardianship is final, everything gets locked under strict court supervision.”

“Before I agree to drop my petition, I want to see the legal structure,” I said.