She turned.
“I never asked you for anything.”
Her lips trembled.
“You were always my little girl. Even when you were difficult. Even when you made mistakes.”
He looked at the papers on the table.
“But you brought this man into my home and let him tell me to leave.”
Fiona lowered her head.
Gregory suddenly grabbed the folder.
“This is ridiculous.”
Claire stepped between him and the door.
“Put it down.”
He froze.
I took out my phone.
“I already sent copies of everything to the county recorder and my attorney’s office.”
Gregory stared at me.
“You called the police?”
“No.”
I paused.
“I called Claire.”
His confidence returned for half a second.
Then Claire added,
“And she contacted law enforcement before she came here.”
Gregory’s face changed.
