Uncle Raymond looked at the loan paper on the desk, then looked at Julian.

“You put a three-hundred-fifty-thousand-dollar debt on your sister’s back while your father was dying in that bed upstairs?” Raymond asked.

“It was an investment vehicle,” Julian said.

He took a step backward toward the study door.

“The funds were meant to handle estate expenses so we wouldn’t have to sell the house under market value.”

“Where did the initial seventy-five-thousand-dollar draw from that loan go?” Melissa asked.

She opened a small gray ledger inside folder four and pointed to the first withdrawal entry.