Captain Morales laid three yellow legal pads on her desk and squared their edges with her thumb.

“We’ve got three solid legal grounds here, Leah,” Morales said, opening the green military case folder.

“Civil conversion of forty-five thousand dollars, fraud on the title, and an unlawful lockout from your primary residence.”

Dalton sat in the heavy wooden armchair across from her.

He took the original 2012 trust deed out of my waterproof blue folder and held it up to the desk lamp.

“The county land abstract lists Leah Miller as the sole owner,” Dalton said, touching the red wax seal in the lower corner.