“Who would ever sue the trust?”

“You never know with young relatives,” Dean said.

He smiled, but his top teeth stayed hidden behind his lip.

“People get ideas.”

I turned to the third page, where a notary stamp sat next to a dark red seal.

“You had the county clerk draw this up?” I asked.

“I had the best estate lawyer in Terre Haute draw it up,” Dean said.

“What did that cost?”