Commander Evelyn Carter Came Home to Find Her Own Parents Suing Her for the Farmhouse
“Checking a land entry on Cedar Lane, Your Honor,” Daniel said.
Judge Simmons tapped a silver pen twice on the oak counter.
He looked down at the paper in Daniel’s hand.
When his eyes landed on the docket number at the top of the page, his right hand trembled once against the polished counter.
He pulled his arm back, tucked the silver pen into his inside coat pocket, and walked toward the side exit without another word.
Clara watched the heavy door close behind him before turning back to the ledger.