Major Hannah Nolan Comes Home to Chesapeake and Discovers Nineteen Thousand Dollars Gone
“Then we fix the house.”
—
The city code inspector was already on my front lawn when I pulled in, a man in his fifties in a safety vest, writing on a clipboard with a pen that kept skipping.
He didn’t look up.
“You the owner?”
“I’m Major Hannah Nolan.”
“Unlawful occupancy,” he said, walking along the foundation.
“The wiring in the utility room is a fire hazard.
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