I exhaled.
“But they can make trouble,” Eleanor added.
“And Thomas believed they would.”
I suddenly remembered his handwriting.
Watch what happens next.
“Why didn’t he tell me any of this before he died?”
Eleanor was quiet for a moment.
“Because, Leah, the last thing he wanted was for you to spend his final months frightened.”
“That sounds like him.”
“There’s a locked cabinet in his study.
You’ll find a blue folder inside.
It contains the recorded property maps and easement documents.
I suggest you read them before speaking to anyone about the land.”
“Am I in danger?”
“I don’t believe you face an immediate physical threat.
But you should not sign anything, share financial information, or allow unauthorized visitors onto the property.”
After we hung up, I searched the study.
The cabinet stood behind an old wooden desk.
Inside lay several folders.
One was blue.
