“You think this little piece of paper gives you the right to—”
“To stay in my home?” I said. “Yes.”
Two police officers stepped in from the hallway. I had informed the authorities before confronting her.
The officers explained everything calmly: she had no legal claim to the house.
“You’ve got 24 hours to collect your things and vacate the premises,” one officer said. “Any attempt to interfere will be considered criminal trespass.”
Mike stormed in before she could argue.
“Looks real to me,” he muttered.
