How Eighty Acres of Wisconsin Oak Ridge Exposed My Ex-Husband’s Cash Scheme
“The land’s posted,” I said.
“Dale and his men will be up on the ridge at dawn.”
Brad snorted and stepped down to the bottom stair.
“You think a handful of retired soldiers are going to keep four guys off stands they paid for?
I gave Kurt my word, and I gave him the paperwork.”
He stopped on the bottom step without turning around.
“What kind of paperwork?” I asked.
“The kind that stands up,” Brad said.