Chapter 7

Michael and Barbara both froze.

"Why are you recording this?" Barbara's voice came out unsteady, her earlier fury replaced by visible alarm.

"Sentimental value," I said, setting my phone down on the coffee table with the screen still recording. "And practical value too.

"If anyone ever tries to deny forcing me to pay every bill in this house, or threatening to throw me out of my own home, I'll have something to show the judge."

"Rachel, have you lost your mind?" Michael lunged toward the phone.

I picked it up before his fingers could reach it and stepped back, out…