However, peace carried a shadow. Their words, loophole, possession, and contest echoed. Had they discovered something, even if twisted? Courts respect paper. He rose again, fetched the folder they’d thrust at him. He skimmed, frown deepening. His lawyer would need to know everything.
He photographed each page at careful angles, then stacked them aside. He made his call before they could regroup. The lawyer took some time to consider everything before telling him that the pages looked forged. He knew the lawyer would handle the police. Opportunism, Marco vowed, breathing in relief, should never again find hospitality under his roof!