3B. Today. In less than five hours.
They had planned it all: the drug, the dinner, the medical expert, the emergency hearing. By 9:00 a.m. this morning, I was supposed to be a confused old man under legal control, with my criminal son-in-law holding the keys to my $60 million kingdom.
I looked at the clock on the wall. 3:55 a.m. I closed the laptop.continue reading …