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

“Don’t thank me.” He capped his pen.

“Be back here at two fifteen with every statement you can print.”

At two fifteen he had a legal pad divided into three columns and a form already out of the printer.

“Temporary custody and property preservation,” he said.

“The judge can freeze the house and the accounts while the case is pending.

He can also order your husband to stay off the property.”

“Good. Do it.”