“Did she tell you?”
“Yes.”
Julian gave a tired laugh.
“Then she probably also told you we’re stealing from her.”
“She mentioned concerns about her finances.”
“There it is.” He spread his hands. “Paranoia. Another symptom.”
“Why doesn’t she have her phone?”
“She dropped it.”
“She said you smashed it.”
His face changed slightly.
“See what I mean?”
I picked up my water glass.
“When is the van coming?”
“Nine tomorrow morning,” Chloe answered. “It’s better if you leave before then. Your presence may cause a scene.”
“I’m staying.”
Chloe’s mouth tightened.
Julian stared at me.
“We are her legal guardians.”
“No, you’re not.”
“We have power of attorney.”
“That is not the same as guardianship.”
His eyes cooled.
“You haven’t even seen the documents.”
“You’re right. Bring them to me.”
“They’re private.”
“I’m her daughter.”
“You’re not her attorney.”
“No,” I said quietly. “I’m worse.”
Julian understood the warning.
Chloe did not.
She laughed.
“Your title doesn’t impress us here.”
“It should.”
Headlights swept across the curtains.
Julian turned toward the window.
A car door slammed outside.
Then another.
And another.
