Caleb walks through the door at 4 AM. Exhausted. Holding folder. I'm awake, I couldn't sleep after his call.
"You got it?"
He nods and sets the folder on the table. "Marcus's will. Everything he said. Evan gets controlling interest, I will manage it in trust until he turns twenty-five."
"So Harper loses?"
"Harper's challenging it. His lawyer called while I was driving back. Filing papers within forty-eight hours. Claiming Marcus wasn't competent when he signed it, and my Mother's helping them. She's giving them medical records showing Marcus had strokes before he signed."
He sits beside me, head in hands.
"We need a lawyer. A good one. Someone who can fight Harper's team."
"Do you know anyone?"
"I know corporate lawyers. Business attorneys. But probate law? Estate challenges? That'
