Kent had spent thirty-eight years in construction, learning that the worst problems were rarely the ones people could see. Rotten boards could be painted, and water damage could disappear behind fresh drywall, but hiding the truth only made the eventual repair harder. Five years earlier, he bought a house in Brentwood so his son Trent and daughter-in-law Madison could live there without paying rent while they saved money. Kent never demanded gratitude. He only expected honesty.<\/p>\n
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That changed when Kent arrived one afternoon carrying property documents and found Trent standing in the doorway. Madison\u2019s parents were inside, but Trent refused to let his father enter. Kent soon discovered why. Trent had been telling people a story about the house that wasn’t true. A mortgage broker and financial adviser had been told the property was a family asset Trent expected to acquire. Even worse, a proposal for an investment company listed the house as a potential contribution. Then Kent\u2019s attorney, Calder Webb, uncovered something that made the situation far more serious.<\/p>\n
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