Curious

Chapter 8: The Recording That Changed Everything

Denise was## Chapter 8: The Recording That Changed Everything

Denise was waiting in the living room when waiting in the living room when I returned to Atlanta.

She sat on the sofa in a pale blue dress, her legs crossed, with a glass of I returned to Atlanta.

She sat on the sofa in a pale blue dress, her legs crossed, with a glass of water on the coffee table. The television was muted. Beside her lay a stack of documents held together by a gold binder clip.

She looked up as I entered water on the coffee table. The television was muted. Beside her lay a stack of documents held together by a gold binder clip.

She looked up as I entered.

"Finally.""

I closed the door behind me.

"Where's Maya's letter?""

Denise's fingers tightened around the glass.

"What letter?""

"The one you took from my office.""

She set.

"Finally.""

I closed the door behind me.

"Where's Maya's letter?""

Denise's fingers tightened around the glass.

"What letter?""

"The one you took from my office.""

She set the glass down.

"I don't know what you're talking about.""

"Then why did you tell Maya it proved Alicia wanted me to stay single?""

For a moment, her expression slipped.

Then she stood the glass down.

"I don't know what you're talking about.""

"Then why did you tell Maya it proved Alicia wanted me to stay single?""

For a moment, her expression slipped.

Then she stood.

"You have been talking to people who don't understand our family.""

"I spoke to Alicia's aunt.""

Denise's face went pale.

"Of course you did.""

"She showed me.

"You have been talking to people who don't understand our family.""

"I spoke to Alicia's aunt.""

Denise's face went pale.

"Of course you did.""

"She showed me the trust agreement. She showed me your emails.""

Denise laughed, but the sound came out brittle.

"Those emails were private.""

"You contacted her the trust agreement. She showed me your emails.""

Denise laughed, but the sound came out brittle.

"Those emails were private.""

"You contacted her about Maya's inheritance. You asked whether the trust could be used as collateral. You asked whether Maya could be excluded if I remarried.""

"I was trying to understand our family's financial future.""

"Our family?""

"Yes, Marcus about Maya's inheritance. You asked whether the trust could be used as collateral. You asked whether Maya could be excluded if I remarried.""

"I was trying to understand our family's financial future.""

"Our family?""

"Yes, Marcus. Our family. The family I have spent three years trying to build while you treated your daughter like she.

Our family. The family I have spent three years trying to build while you treated your daughter like she was the only person who mattered.""

I stared at her.

"Is that what you tell yourself?""

She stepped closer.

"You have no idea what was the only person who mattered.""

I stared at her.

"Is that what you tell yourself?""

She stepped closer.

"You have no idea what it takes to raise children who aren't yours. Every day, I had to consider Maya's feelings. Every decision became a negotiation.

If I planned something with my boys, you accused me of excluding her. If I asked her to help around the house, you acted like I was abusing her.""

"Did you ever ask yourself why she was afraid to speak when you entered a room?""

Denise looked away.

"She's it takes to raise children who aren't yours. Every day, I had to consider Maya's feelings. Every decision became a negotiation.

If I planned something with my boys, you accused me of excluding her. If I asked her to help around the house, you acted like I was abusing her.""

"Did you ever ask yourself why she was afraid to speak when you entered a room?""

Denise looked away.

"She's sensitive.""

"No. She's a child who learned that you would punish her emotionally whenever she reminded you that she existed.""

"That's an exaggeration.""

"Then explain the sensitive.""

"No. She's a child who learned that you would punish her emotionally whenever she reminded you that she existed.""

"That's an exaggeration.""

"Then explain the photograph.""

She folded her arms.

"I wanted one picture with my sons.""

"You had forty people watching you pull a fifteen-year-old girl by the wrist.""

"I barely touched her.""

"That isn't the point.""

"It photograph.""

She folded her arms.

"I wanted one picture with my sons.""

"You had forty people watching you pull a fifteen-year-old girl by the wrist.""

"I barely touched her.""

"That isn't the point.""

"It is when you're making me sound like a monster!""

Her voice echoed through the room.

I waited until she stopped.

Then I placed my copy is when you're making me sound like a monster!""

Her voice echoed through the room.

I waited until she stopped.

Then I placed my copy of the property filing on the coffee table.

"Did you know about this document?""

She glanced down.

Her face changed.

"Where did you get that?""

"Answer the question.""

"I've of the property filing on the coffee table.

"Did you know about this document?""

She glanced down.

Her face changed.

"Where did you get that?""

"Answer the question.""

"I've never seen that before.""

"Your name appears in the proposed trust arrangement attached to it.""

"I told you, I've never seen it.""

"Your emails discuss changing the ownership structure of my house.""

"That was estate planning.""

" never seen that before.""

"Your name appears in the proposed trust arrangement attached to it.""

"I told you, I've never seen it.""

"Your emails discuss changing the ownership structure of my house.""

"That was estate planning.""

"Someone used my signature without permission.""

She stared at the page.

Then she picked it up.

"This isn't the sameSomeone used my signature without permission.""

She stared at the page.

Then she picked it up.

"This isn't the same document I saw.""

I went still.

"What did you say?""

Denise looked up sharply.

"I said it isn't the same document I saw.""

For several seconds, neither of us spoke.

Then she placed the paper down.

"I mean, I saw a draft. You know that. We discussed estate planning.""

"We never discussed transferring my document I saw.""

I went still.

"What did you say?""

Denise looked up sharply.

"I said it isn't the same document I saw.""

For several seconds, neither of us spoke.

Then she placed the paper down.

"I mean, I saw a draft. You know that. We discussed estate planning.""

"We never discussed transferring my property into a trust.""

"You said you wanted to protect the children.""

"All three children.""

"Yes.""

"Then why were Jordan and Noah named in the documents while Maya's protections were reduced?""

She shook her head.

"I didn't write property into a trust.""

"You said you wanted to protect the children.""

"All three children.""

"Yes.""

"Then why were Jordan and Noah named in the documents while Maya's protections were reduced?""

She shook her head.

"I didn't write those provisions.""

"Who did?""

"I don't know.""

I watched her carefully.

It was possible she was telling the truth about that particular document. It was possible someone else had taken her original idea and gone further than those provisions.""

"Who did?""

"I don't know.""

I watched her carefully.

It was possible she was telling the truth about that particular document. It was possible someone else had taken her original idea and gone further than she intended.

But I was no longer going to confuse uncertainty about one detail with innocence about everything else.

"Where is Alicia's letter?""

Denise turned toward the staircase.

"I don't have it.""

"Then she intended.

But I was no longer going to confuse uncertainty about one detail with innocence about everything else.

"Where is Alicia's letter?""

Denise turned toward the staircase.

"I don't have it.""

"Then where did you put it?""

She pressed her lips together.

"Marcus, I am not going to sit here while you interrogate me.""

"Fine. Then tell the truth to my attorney.""

She grabbed the stack of documents from the coffee table.

"You're making a mistake. You think divorcing me will solve where did you put it?""

She pressed her lips together.

"Marcus, I am not going to sit here while you interrogate me.""

"Fine. Then tell the truth to my attorney.""

She grabbed the stack of documents from the coffee table.

"You're making a mistake. You think divorcing me will solve everything, but it won't. You'll still have a daughter who resents every woman who enters your life.

You'll still be alone in that big house. And you'll eventually realize that I was the only person trying to make this family work.""

I looked at her.

"You keep everything, but it won't. You'll still have a daughter who resents every woman who enters your life. You'll still be alone in that big house. And you'll eventually realize that I was the only person trying to make this family work.""

I looked at her.

"You keep saying family as though it means something you own.""

She flinched.

I continued.

"Family isn't a photograph you arrange to make yourself look happy. It isn't a house you control or saying family as though it means something you own.""

She flinched.

I continued.

"Family isn't a photograph you arrange to make yourself look happy. It isn't a house you control or an inheritance you redirect. It's the people you protect when nobody is watching.""

Denise's eyes filled with tears.

For a moment, I wondered whether she was finally understanding what she'd done.

Then she spoke.

an inheritance you redirect. It's the people you protect when nobody is watching.""

Denise's eyes filled with tears.

For a moment, I wondered whether she was finally understanding what she'd done.

Then she spoke.

"Your daughter has always been a problem between us.""

The tears disappeared from my mind as quickly as they had appeared.

"No," I said.

"Your behavior has been the"Your daughter has always been a problem between us.""

The tears disappeared from my mind as quickly as they had appeared.

"No," I said.

"Your behavior has been the problem.""

I turned to leave.

"Where are you going?""

"To pick up Maya.""

"You're not bringing her back here?""

"Not while we're sorting this out.""

She followed problem.""

I turned to leave.

"Where are you going?""

"To pick up Maya.""

"You're not bringing her back here?""

"Not while we're sorting this out.""

She followed me toward the door.

"Marcus, you can't just throw away three years!""

I turned.

"I didn't throw them away. I lived them. And I know exactly what they cost my daughter.""

I left me toward the door.

"Marcus, you can't just throw away three years!""

I turned.

"I didn't throw them away. I lived them. And I know exactly what they cost my daughter.""

I left before she could respond.

At Angela's house, Maya was sitting at the dining table with her laptop open.

She looked up when I entered.

"Did you talk to Denise?""

"Yes.""

"Is she angry?""

" before she could respond.

At Angela's house, Maya was sitting at the dining table with her laptop open.

She looked up when I entered.

"Did you talk to Denise?""

"Yes.""

"Is she angry?""

"Probably.""

Maya closed her laptop.

"Because of me?""

I walked over and crouched beside her chair.

"No, sweetheart. Because of the choices she's made.""

She studied my faceProbably.""

Maya closed her laptop.

"Because of me?""

I walked over and crouched beside her chair.

"No, sweetheart. Because of the choices she's made.""

She studied my face.

"Are you really going to divorce her?""

"Yes.""

Maya looked down at her hands.

"I don't want to be happy if it means Jordan and Noah have to be sad.""

The thought.

"Are you really going to divorce her?""

"Yes.""

Maya looked down at her hands.

"I don't want to be happy if it means Jordan and Noah have to be sad.""

The thoughtfulness in her voice nearly broke me.

"You can care about them without accepting how Denise treated you.""

"But Jordan didn't do anything.""

"Neither did you.""

She nodded slowly.

Thenfulness in her voice nearly broke me.

"You can care about them without accepting how Denise treated you.""

"But Jordan didn't do anything.""

"Neither did you.""

She nodded slowly.

Then she asked, "Can I tell you something without you getting upset?""

"Always.""

Maya took a deep breath.

"Jordan came into my room two weeks ago. He said Mom had been asking him to help find your property papers.""

My entire she asked, "Can I tell you something without you getting upset?""

"Always.""

Maya took a deep breath.

"Jordan came into my room two weeks ago. He said Mom had been asking him to help find your property papers.""

My entire body went still.

"What did he say?""

"He told her he didn't know where they were. Then she asked him to check the office while you were at work.""

"Did he?""

Maya shook her head.

"He said he didn't want to get involved body went still.

"What did he say?""

"He told her he didn't know where they were. Then she asked him to check the office while you were at work.""

"Did he?""

Maya shook her head.

"He said he didn't want to get involved. But she got angry and told him that if he wanted to keep living in the house, he needed to start acting like her son.""

I sat beside her.

"Did. But she got angry and told him that if he wanted to keep living in the house, he needed to start acting like her son.""

I sat beside her.

"Did he tell you anything else?""

Maya hesitated.

"He said Mom had been talking to someone named Richard. He heard them arguing on the phone.""

I remembered the correspondence from Savannah.

Richard Brooks.

Alicia's cousin.

The relative who had once tried he tell you anything else?""

Maya hesitated.

"He said Mom had been talking to someone named Richard. He heard them arguing on the phone.""

I remembered the correspondence from Savannah.

Richard Brooks.

Alicia's cousin.

The relative who had once tried to dissolve the family trust.

"What did Jordan hear?""

Maya looked toward Angela's kitchen.

"I'm not sure. He said Richard wanted money, and Mom told him she'd handle it once the paperwork to dissolve the family trust.

"What did Jordan hear?""

Maya looked toward Angela's kitchen.

"I'm not sure. He said Richard wanted money, and Mom told him she'd handle it once the paperwork was finished.""

I took out my phone.

I didn't question Maya further. I wrote down her recollection and sent it to David, making clear that it came from a conversation with my daughter and needed to be verified.

Then I called Jordan.

He was finished.""

I took out my phone.

I didn't question Maya further. I wrote down her recollection and sent it to David, making clear that it came from a conversation with my daughter and needed to be verified.

Then I called Jordan.

He didn't answer.

I sent a simple message.

**Jordan, I'm not angry with you. If you know anything about the documents, I'd like to hear it when you're ready. You won't be punished for didn't answer.

I sent a simple message.

*Jordan, I'm not angry with you. If you know anything about the documents, I'd like to hear it when you're ready. You won't be punished for telling the truth.*

An hour later, he called.

His voice was barely audible.

"Mr. Bennett?""

"Hey, Jordan.""

"Can we talk somewhere Mom won't know about telling the truth.**

An hour later, he called.

His voice was barely audible.

"Mr. Bennett?""

"Hey, Jordan.""

"Can we talk somewhere Mom won't know about?""

I looked at Maya.

"Yes. Where are you?""

"At the park near the soccer fields.""

I drove there with Angela.

Jordan was sitting on a bench, wearing a gray hoodie and holding his phone in?""

I looked at Maya.

"Yes. Where are you?""

"At the park near the soccer fields.""

I drove there with Angela.

Jordan was sitting on a bench, wearing a gray hoodie and holding his phone in both hands.

When he saw me, he stood.

"I'm sorry," he said immediately.

"Sit down, Jordan.""

He sat.

I took the bench opposite him.

"You're not responsible for your mother's choices. I just want to both hands.

When he saw me, he stood.

"I'm sorry," he said immediately.

"Sit down, Jordan.""

He sat.

I took the bench opposite him.

"You're not responsible for your mother's choices. I just want to know what you remember.""

Jordan stared at the ground.

"Mom told me she needed papers from your office. She said you had agreed to put the house into a trust, but you kept forgetting know what you remember.""

Jordan stared at the ground.

"Mom told me she needed papers from your office. She said you had agreed to put the house into a trust, but you kept forgetting to sign the documents.""

"Did she show you the papers?""

"Some of them.""

"Did she ask you to take anything?""

He nodded.

"She told me to to sign the documents.""

"Did she show you the papers?""

"Some of them.""

"Did she ask you to take anything?""

He nodded.

"She told me to find the folder with the blue tab. She said it had the property information.""

"Did you find it?""

"No. I looked in the cabinet, but there were too many folders. Then she find the folder with the blue tab. She said it had the property information.""

"Did you find it?""

"No. I looked in the cabinet, but there were too many folders. Then she got mad because I didn't know which one she wanted.""

I took a slow breath.

"What happened after that?""

Jordan rubbed his hands together.

"She started talking to Richard more. He came over twice when you were got mad because I didn't know which one she wanted.""

I took a slow breath.

"What happened after that?""

Jordan rubbed his hands together.

"She started talking to Richard more. He came over twice when you were at work. They went into the basement.""

My stomach tightened.

"Did you see them in the locked room?""

"Yes.""

"Was the door already open?""

Jordan nodded.

"Mom had the key. Richard brought a at work. They went into the basement.""

My stomach tightened.

"Did you see them in the locked room?""

"Yes.""

"Was the door already open?""

Jordan nodded.

"Mom had the key. Richard brought a laptop. They stayed in there for almost an hour.""

"Did you hear what they were saying?""

He swallowed.

"Some of it.""

"What did you hear?""

Jordan looked up, his eyes shining laptop. They stayed in there for almost an hour.""

"Did you hear what they were saying?""

He swallowed.

"Some of it.""

"What did you hear?""

Jordan looked up, his eyes shining.

"Richard said the trust couldn't be touched unless the house paperwork was completed first. Mom said she needed you to sign everything before you found out about the beneficiary.

"Richard said the trust couldn't be touched unless the house paperwork was completed first. Mom said she needed you to sign everything before you found out about the beneficiary agreement.""

I felt cold.

"Did they mention Maya?""

Jordan nodded.

"Richard said she was the problem. Mom said she could handle Maya once the house was secure.""

My agreement.""

I felt cold.

"Did they mention Maya?""

Jordan nodded.

"Richard said she was the problem. Mom said she could handle Maya once the house was secure.""

My hands tightened.

"Those were their words?""

"Yes.""

Jordan's voice cracked.

"I didn't know what it meant. I thought they were just talking about hands tightened.

"Those were their words?""

"Yes.""

Jordan's voice cracked.

"I didn't know what it meant. I thought they were just talking about money. But then Mom started telling Noah and me that we'd have the house when you retired.

She said we shouldn't worry about college because everything was money. But then Mom started telling Noah and me that we'd have the house when you retired. She said we shouldn't worry about college because everything was already taken care of.""

He wiped his face.

"I should have told you.""

I looked at him.

"Why didn't you?""

"Because she's my mom.""

The words came out like already taken care of.""

He wiped his face.

"I should have told you.""

I looked at him.

"Why didn't you?""

"Because she's my mom.""

The words came out like a confession.

I sat quietly for a moment.

Then I said, "I understand.""

Jordan looked at me in surprise.

"I do. You love her. You want to believe she's doing the right thing. But a confession.

I sat quietly for a moment.

Then I said, "I understand.""

Jordan looked at me in surprise.

"I do. You love her. You want to believe she's doing the right thing. But you can love someone and still tell the truth about what they've done.""

He began to cry.

I moved to sit beside him.

"You aren't going to lose your family because you tell the truth, Jordan. Whatever happens between your mother and me, you and Noah will always matter to me.""

He you can love someone and still tell the truth about what they've done.""

He began to cry.

I moved to sit beside him.

"You aren't going to lose your family because you tell the truth, Jordan. Whatever happens between your mother and me, you and Noah will always matter to me.""

He leaned forward, covering his face.

Angela stood nearby, giving us privacy.

When Jordan finally calmed down, I asked whether he had anything that could help us understand what happened in the basement.

He hesitated.

Then he unlocked leaned forward, covering his face.

Angela stood nearby, giving us privacy.

When Jordan finally calmed down, I asked whether he had anything that could help us understand what happened in the basement.

He hesitated.

Then he unlocked his phone.

"There's a recording.""

I stared at him.

"What kind of recording?""

"Mom left her phone on the kitchen counter one night. She was talking to Richard on speaker. I was getting water, and I heard them talking about the house his phone.

"There's a recording.""

I stared at him.

"What kind of recording?""

"Mom left her phone on the kitchen counter one night. She was talking to Richard on speaker. I was getting water, and I heard them talking about the house. I started recording because I thought you might need to know.""

"Jordan, did you tell anyone about. I started recording because I thought you might need to know.""

"Jordan, did you tell anyone about it?""

"No.""

He played the recording.

At first, there was only the sound of dishes clinking and a door closing.

Then Denise's voice came through.

"Marcus will sign it. He trusts me.""

A man's voice answered.

"And the girl?""

it?""

"No.""

He played the recording.

At first, there was only the sound of dishes clinking and a door closing.

Then Denise's voice came through.

"Marcus will sign it. He trusts me.""

A man's voice answered.

"And the girl?""

Denise sighed.

"Maya isn't the issue. The issue is making sure she doesn't get control of the property before weDenise sighed.

"Maya isn't the issue. The issue is making sure she doesn't get control of the property before we have everything arranged.""

Richard spoke again.

"What if Marcus refuses?""

"Then I'll make him believe the transfer is necessary for the boys. Once the house is secured, we can deal with the trust.""

A pause followed.

Then Richard asked, have everything arranged.""

Richard spoke again.

"What if Marcus refuses?""

"Then I'll make him believe the transfer is necessary for the boys. Once the house is secured, we can deal with the trust.""

A pause followed.

Then Richard asked, "And the letter?""

Denise's voice dropped.

"I have it. He doesn't know.""

My heart hammered.

The recording continued.

Richard said, "You need to be careful. If Evelyn finds out what you're doing, she'll stop everything.""

"She won't find out until it's "And the letter?""

Denise's voice dropped.

"I have it. He doesn't know.""

My heart hammered.

The recording continued.

Richard said, "You need to be careful. If Evelyn finds out what you're doing, she'll stop everything.""

"She won't find out until it's too late.""

The recording ended.

I sat motionless.

Jordan looked terrified.

"Am I in trouble?""

"No," I said firmly.

"You did the right thing by telling me.""

I didn't ask him to send the recording around or confront his mother. I asked him to preserve the original file too late.""

The recording ended.

I sat motionless.

Jordan looked terrified.

"Am I in trouble?""

"No," I said firmly.

"You did the right thing by telling me.""

I didn't ask him to send the recording around or confront his mother. I asked him to preserve the original file and told him David would advise us on the proper way to handle it.

Then I called my attorney.

When I described the recording, David became very and told him David would advise us on the proper way to handle it.

Then I called my attorney.

When I described the recording, David became very quiet.

"Marcus, this may be significant evidence. Don't edit it, post it, or circulate it. Preserve the original file and its metadata. We'll discuss how to authenticate it and whether it can lawfully be used.""

I thanked him and ended the call.

As I drove Jordan home, one quiet.

"Marcus, this may be significant evidence. Don't edit it, post it, or circulate it. Preserve the original file and its metadata. We'll discuss how to authenticate it and whether it can lawfully be used.""

I thanked him and ended the call.

As I drove Jordan home, one thought kept repeating itself.

Denise had not simply wanted to be the center of our family.

She had been trying to arrange our future as though Maya's existence were a problem she could solve with paperwork.

But now we thought kept repeating itself.

Denise had not simply wanted to be the center of our family.

She had been trying to arrange our future as though Maya's existence were a problem she could solve with paperwork.

But now we had something we hadn't had before.

A witness.

A recording.

And a clear reason to investigate the connection between Denise, Richard, and the documents in my basement.

That evening, David called had something we hadn't had before.

A witness.

A recording.

And a clear reason to investigate the connection between Denise, Richard, and the documents in my basement.

That evening, David called with an update.

"The document preparation service has identified the account used to submit the property filing," he said.

"Whose account?""

He paused.

"It's with an update.

"The document preparation service has identified the account used to submit the property filing," he said.

"Whose account?""

He paused.

"It's associated with a business registered to Richard Brooks.""

I gripped the steering wheel.

"Can you prove he submitted it?""

"Not yet. The account association is a lead, not proof associated with a business registered to Richard Brooks.""

I gripped the steering wheel.

"Can you prove he submitted it?""

"Not yet. The account association is a lead, not proof of who actually uploaded the document. We're requesting the remaining records.""

I looked through the windshield at the Atlanta skyline.

Richard had a history with Alicia's family trust.

Denise had been of who actually uploaded the document. We're requesting the remaining records.""

I looked through the windshield at the Atlanta skyline.

Richard had a history with Alicia's family trust.

Denise had been communicating with him.

Their voices were on a recording discussing the house and Maya's inheritance.

And the property filing had been submitted through an account connected to his business.

The pieces were coming together.

But I still didn't communicating with him.

Their voices were on a recording discussing the house and Maya's inheritance.

And the property filing had been submitted through an account connected to his business.

The pieces were coming together.

But I still didn't know where Alicia's missing letter was.

And I didn't know whether Denise had acted alone.

Then David added one more thing.

"Marcus, there's a problem with the original property filing. Someone has know where Alicia's missing letter was.

And I didn't know whether Denise had acted alone.

Then David added one more thing.

"Marcus, there's a problem with the original property filing. Someone has already requested a certified copy of the document and the supporting materials.""

"Who?""

"The request was made this afternoon.""

I felt my stomach tighten.

"By whom?""

David read the name.

It wasn't Denise.

It wasn't Richard.

It was Patricia already requested a certified copy of the document and the supporting materials.""

"Who?""

"The request was made this afternoon.""

I felt my stomach tighten.

"By whom?""

David read the name.

It wasn't Denise.

It wasn't Richard.

It was Patricia Wells, the attorney whose name appeared in the old correspondence.

And she had requested the records on behalf of a client whose identity had not yet been disclosed.

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Wells, the attorney whose name appeared in the old correspondence.

And she had requested the records on behalf of a client whose identity had not yet been disclosed.

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