Attached to it was a withdrawal slip from my father’s savings account for the exact amount.

I took a picture and sent it to Caroline.

Her reply came three minutes later: Lien is dead. Lawsuit is frivolous. I’m filing for an emergency expedited eviction based on harassment and fraudulent filings.

Pack their bags.

The morning the expedited order was granted, I walked into the kitchen with the paperwork. Eric was making coffee. Richard and Patricia were eating toast at my table.

I dropped the court order next to Richard’s plate. “You have exactly two hours to pack. The sheriff arrives at noon.”