Before I could respond, another siren sounded.
This one was much closer.
Charles looked toward the driveway.
Courtney’s laughter stopped instantly. Her arms slowly fell to her sides.
“Dad…”
But Charles ignored her.
His attention remained on the phone in his hand.
“You’re saying the account has been frozen?”
He listened.
“Under whose authority?”
Another pause.
“What attorney?”
The color drained from his face.
Samantha took a sharp breath.
“Victoria,” she whispered, “you have to trust me.”
“I do.”
“Lucas didn’t just leave you a house.”
My stomach tightened.
“What are you saying?”
“He left specific instructions.”
“What kind of instructions?”
