“You used this fake deed to get the huge federal loan in my name,” I said.

“You put the house up as collateral to get the money, but you kept your own name entirely off the federal guarantee.”

Glenn folded his arms firmly across his chest.

“The house is perfectly safe,” he said.

“The business loan is a separate corporate entity.

You’re the sole guarantor on that federal debt, kiddo, not me.”

I turned to the third page and looked at the red stamped seal.

A witness signature sat just under the local notary block.