“This order restricts your physical access to the outbuildings,” Miller said, pointing toward the timber doors of the workshop.

“The barn, tool bays, tractor shed, and equipment storage.”

I rested my hand on my right knee as the familiar dull ache worked its way deep into the joint.

“The main house stays exempt until the formal hearing on December fourteenth,” Miller said, checking his watch.

“I have to put up the court seals and steel chain locks right now.”

“He signed this affidavit himself?” I asked.