said. “This is protection because you loved her house more than you loved her.”
The sheriff handed Aunt Patricia a formal notice.
The beach house had been transferred into a private trust.
No family member had occupancy rights without written invitation.
Any attempt to enter would be trespassing.
Blake scoffed.
“You called the sheriff on family?”
“No,” Sheriff Callahan said. “Ruth did.”
He turned toward me gently.
“Show them the second page.”
My hands tightened around the papers.
The second page was not about the house.
It was a ledger.
