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think I have been very plain for the last six or seven days,” she said standing there with her arms crossed using the door jam just to keep her upright.
“No, I’m no idiot, and I’ve no desire to stay where I’m not needed. Good day, Miss Brandenburg,” he said politely tipping his hat before walking away.
She found herself almost wanting to cry when he turned down the hall and out of sight without a backward glance.
"Robert, I'm sorry," came her soft apology just a little too late.
Chapter 11
Two days came and went and she did not see him again. Some other men were always there standing watch outside George’s door. She let them stay only for George’s safety. If even a sane and logical man such as Robert believed there was treasure, then who knew how many nut cases were out there just waiting to kill Old George for the prospect of hidden gold.
Sheriff Maxwell came by the morning of the second day after they had words to serve the official papers from Robert’s attorney. Along with those papers was a hand written note from Robert asking she go see Mr. Lyles, the family lawyer.
That was the one request from Robert she would follow up on just as soon as she could.
Chapter 12
“Ms. Brandenburg, Mr. Lyles will see you now.” The pretty redhead politely informed her from behind the mahogany reception desk of Lyles, Petty, Coker, and Yarbrough, Attorneys at Law.
She was ushered into the tastefully decorated office of the attorney she remembered her father using for anything and everything he needed done legally.
Mr. Lyles stood and walked around the desk to shake her hand.
“You’re all grown up, Katherine. You look a lot like your mother. How is she these days?” the elderly gentleman asked.
“I would not know, Mr. Lyles. She and I never speak.”
“Sorry to hear that, but it happens. Never makes it easier though does it?” He smiled indulgently much like her grandfather used to do. It was comforting.
“No, sir.” She sat down in the chair he gestured for her to have a seat.
“Well, enough about your mother. I assume you are here about Kyle and the estate?”
“Yes and no,” she said handing him the promissory note Robert gave to her after she demanded to know the truth.
Mr. Lyles leaned back in his executive chair after pulling his glasses off his head. Slipping them on his nose he then began to read.
After nodding his head and saying “Um hum” several times, Kate watched as he then tossed the note back onto his desk, put the glasses back on his head, and looked back at her.
He got straight to the ugly truth to her being there. “I assume you wish to know if this document is legal.”
“Yes. Is it?” She moved to the edge of her seat.
“Yes, and because Kyle has been dead more than forty-eight hours, the Golden Circle now belongs to Langston, I’m afraid.”
“What would happen if the note had been paid before the forty-eight hours? What then?” she asked cryptically.
“Well, that would depend. There is a clause inside which does allow for Langston to sell the note for face value without Kyle having knowledge or consent. It is the usual standard language here and here,” he said pointing to two specific paragraphs. “Now, if you paid the note inside the forty-eight hours, the deed would be cleared up and the note recorded as fulfilled without Langston being able to sell, call, or claim the debt.”
“What if someone else paid it? What then?”
“Again, it would depend. It states that Langston must accept payment unconditionally at any time inside the note term and the debt could be transferred to the new holder or terminated depending on the circumstances, as long as the note is paid by Kyle or any of his designees.”
“Designees? Such as?”
“I know Robert McKinnon is the executor of Kyle's will. Robert also has power of attorney to do such things on Kyle’s behalf. If Kyle were alive, then he could have initiated a new instrument to pay the note.
“No, I’m no idiot, and I’ve no desire to stay where I’m not needed. Good day, Miss Brandenburg,” he said politely tipping his hat before walking away.
She found herself almost wanting to cry when he turned down the hall and out of sight without a backward glance.
"Robert, I'm sorry," came her soft apology just a little too late.
Chapter 11
Two days came and went and she did not see him again. Some other men were always there standing watch outside George’s door. She let them stay only for George’s safety. If even a sane and logical man such as Robert believed there was treasure, then who knew how many nut cases were out there just waiting to kill Old George for the prospect of hidden gold.
Sheriff Maxwell came by the morning of the second day after they had words to serve the official papers from Robert’s attorney. Along with those papers was a hand written note from Robert asking she go see Mr. Lyles, the family lawyer.
That was the one request from Robert she would follow up on just as soon as she could.
Chapter 12
“Ms. Brandenburg, Mr. Lyles will see you now.” The pretty redhead politely informed her from behind the mahogany reception desk of Lyles, Petty, Coker, and Yarbrough, Attorneys at Law.
She was ushered into the tastefully decorated office of the attorney she remembered her father using for anything and everything he needed done legally.
Mr. Lyles stood and walked around the desk to shake her hand.
“You’re all grown up, Katherine. You look a lot like your mother. How is she these days?” the elderly gentleman asked.
“I would not know, Mr. Lyles. She and I never speak.”
“Sorry to hear that, but it happens. Never makes it easier though does it?” He smiled indulgently much like her grandfather used to do. It was comforting.
“No, sir.” She sat down in the chair he gestured for her to have a seat.
“Well, enough about your mother. I assume you are here about Kyle and the estate?”
“Yes and no,” she said handing him the promissory note Robert gave to her after she demanded to know the truth.
Mr. Lyles leaned back in his executive chair after pulling his glasses off his head. Slipping them on his nose he then began to read.
After nodding his head and saying “Um hum” several times, Kate watched as he then tossed the note back onto his desk, put the glasses back on his head, and looked back at her.
He got straight to the ugly truth to her being there. “I assume you wish to know if this document is legal.”
“Yes. Is it?” She moved to the edge of her seat.
“Yes, and because Kyle has been dead more than forty-eight hours, the Golden Circle now belongs to Langston, I’m afraid.”
“What would happen if the note had been paid before the forty-eight hours? What then?” she asked cryptically.
“Well, that would depend. There is a clause inside which does allow for Langston to sell the note for face value without Kyle having knowledge or consent. It is the usual standard language here and here,” he said pointing to two specific paragraphs. “Now, if you paid the note inside the forty-eight hours, the deed would be cleared up and the note recorded as fulfilled without Langston being able to sell, call, or claim the debt.”
“What if someone else paid it? What then?”
“Again, it would depend. It states that Langston must accept payment unconditionally at any time inside the note term and the debt could be transferred to the new holder or terminated depending on the circumstances, as long as the note is paid by Kyle or any of his designees.”
“Designees? Such as?”
“I know Robert McKinnon is the executor of Kyle's will. Robert also has power of attorney to do such things on Kyle’s behalf. If Kyle were alive, then he could have initiated a new instrument to pay the note.
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