Saturday. Ten o’clock.
The repair shop office.
Victor showed up in a suit. Whitman from Ridgeline had the purchase agreement. Beside him sat the bank manager Victor had brought for show.
Mom wore a new dress.
Judge was the last to enter, silver-rimmed glasses, briefcase in hand. He slid a business card across the table.
“Martin Reed. Title attorney, retained by the title company.”
Victor glanced at the card and shook his hand politely.
He didn’t recognize him.
“Per procedure,” Judge said, opening two documents, “Mr. and Mrs. Brandt, before we proceed with the sale, I’ll need both of you to sign this Release of Interest. It takes effect immediately upon notarization.”
Victor signed with two quick strokes, then passed the pen to Mom.
Her pen hovered for two seconds.
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