They Had Me Thrown Out of My Own Lake House

the same way she’d charmed cousins and caterers.

“Officer,” she called, hand half-raised. “There seems to be some mistake. We’re expected.”

Deputy Holloway didn’t return the smile.

“Mrs. Bennett?”

Her face changed a hair. “Yes?”

He opened the folder.

“I have proof of service showing you were formally notified on Monday that you no longer have permission continue reading …