“That’s... great.”
“I peed, too, Daddy!”
“You two aren’t driving your grandparents crazy, right?”
They both giggled.
“Do you want to go bring the paintings you drew andshow Daddy?” Melissa asked.
The twins ran away to bring their latest art.
“Nicky drew a dragon, and Dylan drew a bunny,” Melissa briefed him.
“A dragon and a bunny, got it. I—” A notification for an incoming call from Benji appeared on the top of his screen.
“Melissa, I got to take this. I’ll call you soon.” He hung up before she could respond. “Benji?”
“Hello, Mr. Roberts.”
“I asked you to call me Chris. Any news?”
“Not news per se, more of a thought.”
“Okay...”
“I do hope you know that I’ve been working on this rather unusual case with great earnestness.”
“Yes, thank you.”
“It seems to me that our only way to solve this unfortunate affair is to dispute the will itself.”
Chris rubbed his face. He wasn’t surprised, but he knew how difficult such things were. No judge was ever quick to dismiss the last wishes of a dead person. Such trials could go on for ages.
“How can we dispute the will?” Chris asked. “Robert covered all his bases.”
“True, which means we’ll need to challenge thecircumstancesinvolving the writing of the will.”
“I don’t follow.”
“Undue influence.”
“You mean to make it look like Robert had been manipulated into writing it?”
“Precisely. We will need to create a strong enough case to convince the judge that Robert Mitchell, a successful businessman and a pillar of the community, was pressured and manipulated into writing a will he didn’t agree with.”
“The only one who had anything to gain from that will was allegedlyme,and I hadn't spoken with him in years.”
“True, and you yourself are a successful lawyer who is not desperate for money. Mr. Wilson referred to you as brilliant.”
“You spoke with Mickey?”
“He called me yesterday to brainstorm about the will. A rather... peculiar character. Do you know he’s running for Mayor?”
“He might have mentioned it.”
“Well, as I was saying, by convincing a judge that Robert hasn’t written the will on his own accord, your adopted brothers have a shot at getting everything.”
“And I might end up in prison.”
