Three Weeks After Lucas Was Gone, Charles Claimed the House on Maple Street
“It has my name on the estate.”
“That’s the trouble with names.” He opened a folder that had been waiting on the blotter.
The top sheet was a company form, three-hole punched and clipped.
Voluntary waiver of administrator interest, release of homestead claim.
“Lucas borrowed against receivables,” he said, “and there is debt in this estate now.
Sign it, and the estate stays clean and your name stays out of everything.”
While he said the word debt, he turned the signet ring on his pinky twice around.