The knock at the door came again. When I opened it, two investigators from the bank’s fraud division stood outside with a sheriff’s deputy. Their serious expressions immediately told me this was not a routine visit.

Earlier that week, my attorney had uncovered something shocking. A loan had been taken out against our home using forged documents and a signature that was not mine. The discovery launched an urgent investigation by the bank.

The investigators explained that the paperwork had been traced back to Jameson. According to their findings, he had secretly used our house as collateral to obtain money for Damien’s struggling business ventures.

As they revealed the evidence, Jameson’s face drained of color. At that exact moment, Damien’s voice erupted through the phone speaker, panicked and desperate as he shouted about angry investors demanding immediate repayment-