My Son’s Warning at the Airport Changed Everything

help him?” I whispered.

Attorney Okafor didn’t blink. “Life insurance.”

My stomach turned.

“You have a policy for two and a half million, correct?” she asked.

I nodded, barely able to speak. “Yes.”

“And the beneficiary?” she pressed.

“Quasi.”

She nodded once. “There it is. He dies your life, he collects, he pays his debts, he starts fresh. He’s ‘free.’”

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