“What will she do when she realizes you took it from her room?”

“She’ll call the police on you,” Lily said.

“She told her lawyer you were stalking us.”

I pressed my hand flat against the manila paper.

The envelope felt strangely heavy for a stack of documents.

A cold draft swept across the porch, rattling the bare branches of the old oak and sending a shiver down my spine.

“We need to go inside,” I said.

I unlocked the front door and pushed it open.