Four hundred dollars a month.
For a three-bedroom house with a brand-new roof, a finished basement, and a backyard I had dreamed about for twenty years. The property taxes alone were more than that.
“I never signed a lease,” I said. “I haven’t spoken to Mark since the divorce hearing in January. Everything has gone through my attorney.”
Officer Hale paused. When he spoke again, his voice was careful.
“I hear you, ma’am. But I want to be honest with you. When somebody shows us a lease and the owner says it’s fake, we can’t always sort that out on the spot. Sometimes it ends up being treated as a civil landlord-tenant matter. That can mean going through the courts.”
My stomach dropped.
An eviction.
I had read those stories. Homeowners who came back from a trip and found strangers living in their house with a lease nobody could verify. Months of court dates. Legal notices. Attorney fees. Mortgage payments on a house they couldn’t even sleep in.
And Mark had read those stories too.
I remembered it clearly now. Two years ago, at the breakfast table. He had been scrolling on his phone, eating toast, and he laughed and read one out loud to me.
“Listen to this, Di. Some guy in Atlanta lived in a stranger’s mansion for eight months. Possession is nine-tenths of the law. Once you’re in, you’re in.”
I had rolled my eyes and told him that was terrible.
He had kept reading. He had seemed fascinated.
At the time, I thought it was just one of his strange moods.
Now I wondered how long he had been studying.
Rachel glanced at me from the driver’s seat. “Ask him the date,” she whispered.
“What?”
“The date on the lease. Ask him.”
“Officer Hale,” I said, “what date is on that lease?”
More rustling.
“September 14th.”
I pulled up my closing documents with trembling fingers. The settlement statement. The purchase contract. The recorded deed with its county stamp.
“Officer,” I said slowly, “I didn’t own that house on September 14th.”
Silence on the line.
“I closed on October 1st. Eleven days ago. On September 14th, that house belonged to Bill and Sandra Okafor. I didn’t have keys. I didn’t have the deed. I couldn’t have rented it to anybody.”
Another pause. And then I heard Officer Hale’s voice change. It got sharper. More focused.
“Ms. Whitaker, can you email me your closing documents right now?”
“Yes.”
He gave me his department email. I sent the settlement statement, the recorded deed, and the signed purchase contract. Two minutes later, he confirmed he had them.
“Okay,” he said. “I’m going to ask the gentleman some more questions. And I’m stopping any further movement of belongings into the residence while we look at this.”
“Thank you.”
“When do you think you’ll get here?”
“About three and a half hours.”
“Drive safe, Ms. Whitaker. We’ll keep you updated.”
The call ended. Rachel stared straight ahead at the highway.
“September 14th,” she said. “Your offer was accepted September 3rd.”
“I know.”
“So he knew which house you were buying almost right away.”
“I know.”
“Somebody told him.”
I looked out the window at the cornfields rolling past, brown and stubbly after the harvest.
I already knew who had given him the code.
What I didn’t know yet was how much else she had told him.
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