My parents forced me to stay home to feed the dog and water the plants while the whole family went on vacation. When I asked why, my sister said, “That’s your role in this house.”

Vanessa gasped. “What?”

“It was for the business,” he barked. “For the family.”

My mother’s voice shook. “Richard, the business closed eight years ago.”

“It kept us afloat.”

“No,” I said. “It kept you looking successful.”

He ignored me. “Marcus Bell was a lender. Not a bank. I paid most of it back.”

Officer Ruiz’s eyes narrowed. “Most?”

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