“Come get your worthless daughter and take her back,” my mother-in-law shouted my father as I lay broken at the bottom of the stairs after my husband shoved me down. “Your family will answer for it if she has even a scratch,” was the sole warning Dad offered her. They had no notion who my father really was, so they made fun of him.

He put down the receiver and put away the phone.

“Dad, did I just get shot?I asked anxiously.

“An old colleague from my investigating days just called,” said Dad.

What did he learn?”I pushed.

Dad waited a second and then replied.

“Your husband’s family rents a private storage unit under a hidden subsidiary name,” Dad said.

“The lease was signed 6 months ago”

“Do we know what’s being stored in that unit?“ I asked.