We walked out before dessert.
But my phone rang before we reached the truck.
It was the investigator.
“Ms. Weller, we need to talk about the notarization on that deed.”
The missing piece had finally surfaced.
PART 5 — I kept my home and finally decided who belonged inside
The notarization turned out to be fraudulent.
The retired notary whose name appeared on the deed confirmed she hadn’t witnessed my signature.
Her old seal impression had been reproduced on the paperwork without her permission.
Investigators also found electronic records connecting Frank and Paige to the document preparation.
The evidence didn’t resolve everything overnight.
Real life doesn’t work like that.
There were interviews.
Court appearances.
More questions about the bank account.
And weeks when I wanted to throw my phone into the nearest cornfield.
But the case finally moved forward.
Frank eventually pleaded guilty to forgery-related charges and agreed to restitution as part of his sentence.
