Major Hannah Nolan Comes Home to Chesapeake and Discovers Nineteen Thousand Dollars Gone

My checking account showed zero.

There was paperwork with my name on it that I never signed.

And there was a padlock on my linen closet, put there by my husband while I was in Kandahar.

Douglas wrote for a while and then stopped.

“I’ll book a duty appointment for tomorrow morning.

Emergency family court.

I can appear with you at Chesapeake District.”

“Thanks, Captain.”