ora

urity alarm blared for two seconds

waggered into the foyer. A thick, foul-smell

avy metal clothing racks into the apartment. The rack

r in the hallway,

face. He looked at my chopped hair and my chea

waving his hand at the movers. "Take th

my palm flat against the che

"What the hell do yo

hese are Jayme's new clothes. August told me to move them in. It's time

cker of abso

tepped forward and shoved his hand towar

ed my feet, swung my right arm back, and slap

AC

oud as a slapshot

. The apartment

rom his mouth. He clutched his rapidly sw

it flying from his lips. "I'll have te

pulled out an antibacterial wipe,

s, I am the legal owner of this proper

lunged

nd hit a speed-dial num

dation, how can we help you

aid loudly, my voice echo

use. What is your earliest availability for an assessment and full removal? Tomorrow

racks. His jaw droppe

hone into my purse. I walked over to the kitchen

ng tomorrow to strip this place down to the drywall. Until then, you

red. "Stop! You can't do this! Those antiques cost mi

oid of pity. "Marital assets. I certai

room, shaking with rage, completely powerless aga

n leather sofas, a sickening dread visibly washing over his face as the rea

al wipe into the empty trash c

used at the door, looking at the racks of Jayme

he ruins

and let the d