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After my brother bragged at dinner that he had sold my little house for $300,000 and my family cheered him for finally making smart decisions, I stayed quiet, smiled, and waited until the buyers’ lawyer called screaming, “Why are FBI agents at our office?”

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hard.

“Is this Sarah Morrison?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“This is James Wheeler. We represented the Parkers in the purchase of your property.” His voice cracked. “Why are FBI agents at our office?”

The entire room went silent.

Jake stopped moving.

Dad’s face emptied.

Mom lowered herself slowly back into her chair.

And for the first time all night, my brother’s smile continue reading …

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