“I am here as a witness, Investigator,” Alden said.

Alden reached into his leather briefcase and pulled out a thick manila folder.

“These are the original power of attorney documents signed by Eleanor Vance,” Alden said.

“And these are the forged amendments used to secure the development loans,” Alden said.

Investigator Vance took the folder and opened it.

He flipped through the pages with a slow, deliberate motion.

“We also have a warrant for the search of these premises,” Vance said.

“And a warrant for the arrest of Graham Vance on charges of grand larceny and uttering,” Vance said.

Celeste let out another sob and sank into a chair.

“This is a mistake,” Celeste cried.

“My husband left this estate to us,” Celeste said.

“Your husband did not own the entirety of the ridge, Mrs. Vance,” Vance said.

“The land was held in a family trust established by Eleanor Vance,” Vance said.

“And according to the county records, that trust was never legally dissolved,” Vance said.

Graham looked at me, his eyes filled with pure hatred.

“You did this,” Graham whispered.

“You ruined everything,” Graham said.