Chapter 6 - The Turning Point
Nana saw the mugshots on the local evening news.
I had tried to turn off the television, but she insisted on watching the broadcast.
Seeing her children in orange jumpsuits made a solitary tear roll down her wrinkled cheek.
She turned to me and whispered that she had failed as a mother to raise such monsters.
I held her fiercely and told her that their greed was their own choice, not her failure.
Beatrice brought in a tray of warm cookies and changed the channel to a classic movie.
The atmosphere in the house shifted from sorrow to a quiet, steadfast determination.
Nana signed the final affidavits that evening, detailing every time they had forced her to sign blank checks.
Her mind was sharp, and her memory for dates and amounts was terrifyingly precise.
Marcus reviewed the documents and declared them an airtight guarantee for a criminal conviction.
The district attorney’s office officially opened a grand jury investigation the next morning.
My parents were bailed out by a shady bail bondsman who took a lien on their house.
They didn't realize that the house was actually owned by a trust Nana controlled.
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They were borrowing against property they didn't even legally own.
The trap was closing tighter around their necks with every breath they took.
