Chapter 8I arrived home Saturday evening and was met at the door by Liz and Anny. I had thought all the way home of how I regretted getting into this mess and had been trying to figure a way to get our money back. Liz and I hadn't had much of a chance to talk over the last couple of days so I filled her in on the details of closing, the problem with the security company and the robbery.
“Do you think Lopez arranged the problem with the security company?” Liz asked.
“That would be my guess.”
Liz was very good to avoid broaching the subject of her predictions coming true or that I should have taken her advice…and almost everyone else's. I was feeling pretty bad about ignoring their warnings.
Over the next week we thought about our alternatives. Coming up a million short for our retiremen
