The first time I saw a suitcase full of cash at a settlement table was in the very beginning of my career.
The buyer walked in and placed it on the table and opened it up. I don't know what happened but it disappeared faster than lightning. After an hour or two the settlement proceeded and all seemed well. Keys were exchanged, papers signed and the house was sold.
A couple of years later I receive a call from the IRS and the FBI wanting to meet with me. I told them my schedule was full.
My next call was to my husband and told him about the possible meeting. With no uncertainty in his voice he let me know that was... Not The Right Answer!
We met with the IRS and the FBI...yes I asked hubby to come home for this meeting. They wanted to talk to me about this transaction involving the suitcase full of money.
I sat at my dining room table, opened my files on this transaction, let them go through all of my hand written records, copies of the contract, copies of the EMD...everything.
They took lots of notes and thanked me for being so efficient with my paper work. Never heard from them again.
But I did hear that the buyers of that particular home went to another home....it was called THE BIG HOUSE.
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