but it dont get the moolah back - sortta off thread again.
Having sorted out an estate, no one said, "what about the uvva one den?" Meaning " what about the second executor, you shot him or what?" - I went in wivva passport, (sozza Ricardo, have to write in Essex dialect) and I said " I am the deceased's rep on earth." and the bank said "yeah" and I said "I want the thruppence ha'penny sent straight to the undertaker whose address I have here, and they said - "certainly sir".
The coroners officer said " and of course you will give his ring and wallet to the next-of-kin" and I said - "no the inheritor is John Smith". and she almost said, so what(*)
and the brother in law said - "we want all the cash you found in the table drawer", and I said there was none, but did not invite them to contribute to the funeral costs.
Others have said, executors have to go around, bound together like siamese twins. My mother's shares was sorted out by my brother (who then rendered a final account) by himself.
So the answer is: we still dont know