After spending three years behind bars, I returned home only to discover my father was gone and my stepmother had taken over his house. “He was buried a year ago,” she said coldly. “Now get off my property.” Then she shut the door in my face. I ran to the cemetery, desperate to find his grave, but the old groundskeeper looked at me with pity.

Eli brought the evidence to attorney Marisol Grant. She immediately recognized it as a serious criminal conspiracy.

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