Trevor sprinted toward me the moment I stepped from the car.

“Odette, please!

Talk to me!

This is insane!

We can work this out as a family!” Two officers stepped between us, immovable, and I did not slow my pace, and I did not raise my voice, because I had learned, the previous morning, that the quietest person in a scene is very often the one who has already won it.

Chapter 14 — Your Right of Occupancy Is Revoked