Dutch stepped forward, his heavy boots echoing on the porch steps as he leveled a piercing, unwavering glare at the manager.
"Do you have the eviction order signed by a judge?" Dutch demanded, his deep voice carrying the weight of immovable authority.
Richard’s smirk faltered slightly. He had changed the deadbolts hours earlier while Claire was at the pharmacy, bypassing the legally mandated thirty-day notice and judicial hearing required by state housing law.