The Night Eleanor Switched On the Clippers Was the Night Three Years of House Payments Came to an End
“He figured the officer would tell me it was a private family matter,” I said.
“He figured wrong,” Frank said.
“This document gives us enormous leverage at tomorrow’s asset settlement conference.”
“How’s that?” I asked.
“He can sign the quitclaim deed handing his full interest in the Maple Street equity over to you, or we file civil assault accessory charges by noon,” Frank said.
He took a slow sip of tea, his dark eyes on me over the rim of the cup.
“We leave them no room to bargain.