Chapter 4 - The Drive to the Bank
Carolyn sat in her car in the driveway, the engine running, her hands gripping the steering wheel. She didn't cry. The grief over losing her daughter to arrogance and greed had been entirely replaced by a cold, calculating determination.
She had spent three years funding their lives, paying their credit card bills, buying their groceries, and funding Greg’s "startup businesses" that never seemed to launch. They treated her like an ATM and a maid in her own home.
But tomorrow was Monday. And Carolyn was going to the bank.
For the past year, Sarah had demanded access to Carolyn’s primary checking account, claiming it was just "in case of a medical emergency." Carolyn, wanting to trust her only child, had signed the authorization forms.
But as Carolyn drove toward the financial district early the next morning, a terrible, sinking feeling settled in her stomach. If Sarah was arrogant enough to let her child spit on her mother’s plate, what else was she arrogant enough to do?
Carolyn walked into the massive glass doors of the bank and sat down directly across from the branch manager, Mr. Evans.
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"I need a full, unredacted printout of my checking and savings accounts for the last twelve months," Carolyn requested firmly.
👉 What terrifying discovery is waiting for Carolyn inside those printed financial statements?
