Chapter 11 - Discovering The Fake Medical Records
While my father rested safely in the capital hospital suite, I sat at a makeshift desk reviewing the seized documents from Marcus’s car.
Tucked inside a brown leather briefcase was a complete set of forged psychiatric evaluation forms bearing a fake doctor’s signature.
The documents declared my father mentally incompetent, clearing the path for Marcus to assume full control of his multi-million dollar estate.
“They planned this down to the exact date and time,” I muttered to myself, highlighting the forged signature block with a red pen.
My satellite phone buzzed loudly on the wooden table, displaying an incoming secure call from the regional federal prosecutor’s office.
“Agent Sterling, we’ve just reviewed the preliminary asset freeze request for Marcus and Vanessa’s joint bank accounts,” the prosecutor said.
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“And?” I prompted, leaning forward eagerly.
“Approved across the board. Every single dollar they tried to siphon from your father’s trust has been locked down by the treasury,” he confirmed.
