Chapter 4Receipts and Revenge

Everyone froze.

Mom hesitated for a second, then swung the basket anyway.

Uncle Mike caught her arm just in time.

"Diane! Stop! Tyler is watching! Do you want the cops called?"

"She says she has proof. Let’s see it!"

Mom was forced into a chair, chest heaving. "Proof? What proof? I have my bank records! She can't fake reality!"

"Diane, if she didn't get it from you, where did she get it? Just look at the phone," Aunt Karen said, suspicious. "If she’s doing... bad things... we need to know."

"Yeah," Aunt Karen sighed. "Going to the city changes people. I’m glad Jessica stayed home."

Jessica looked smug. This was the moment she’d been waiting for. The downfall of the perfect cousin.

"Fine!" Mom yelled. "Look! I’m going to expose this ungrateful brat!"

I unlocked my phone and handed it to Uncle Mike.

"Uncle Mike, look. These are the transfers from Mom. Dates, times, amounts."