I opened it with the security chain still in place.
“Elena,” Daniel said. “Can we come in?”
“No.”
Norma stepped forward.
“This is ridiculous.”
I smiled.
“Do you know what’s ridiculous? Trying to get someone to sign over property fifty-three days into a marriage.”
“We never said that,” she snapped.
I pulled out my phone and pressed play.
Daniel’s voice filled the doorway.
“If she adds me to the deed, we can refinance.”
Then Norma’s.
“Once the property is marital, everything becomes easier.”
Then Daniel again.
“She trusts me.”
And Norma laughing.
“Then use that.”
When the recording ended, no one spoke.
