PART 2
The room went completely silent. Mr. Haskins adjusted his glasses and looked at the computer screen again. He scrolled down slowly, stopped at a section near the bottom, and then looked directly at me. “The primary contact listed on this application,” he said carefully, “is Joel.” Mom immediately leaned forward. “Of course it is. He’s our son. He’s the one who’s helping us.” Mr. Haskins didn’t respond to her. “There is something else,” he continued. “The application notes indicate that Mr. Joel was expected to provide income verification, tax returns, and authorization for a credit review. It also states that he had verbally agreed to become a co-borrower.”
PART 3
I opened the door.
“Are you Mrs. Bradshaw?”
“Yes. Who are you?”
“My name is Diane Miller. I’m Brad’s sister.”
I blinked.
Brad had told me his sister lived in another state. They hadn’t spoken much in recent years, and I had only met her twice during our marriage. But she had never visited our house without calling first.
“What happened?” I asked.
Diane glanced over my shoulder.
“Is Brad here?”
“No. He left.”
Her eyes moved toward the phone on the floor.
Then she looked at the pharmacy bag.
Her face changed.
“Oh, God,” she whispered.
“What?”
She stepped inside after I moved aside and carefully closed the door.
“Please tell me you haven’t taken anything from that bag.”
I stared at her.
“What are you talking about?”
She picked up the bag, examined the label, and let out a shaky breath.
“Where did you find this?”
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