Diane lifted her chin and ordered me to open the gate at once. Instead of arguing, I pointed calmly toward the front entrance of the mansion. “Go ahead,” I said. “If you can get inside.”
The confidence on her face faltered for the first time. Grant, Audrey, and Nolan exchanged puzzled looks before turning toward the house behind the iron bars.
For several long seconds, nobody moved. The moving trucks idled in the driveway while neighbors watched from a distance, sensing that something was not unfolding the way the Mercer family expected.
Then a silver sedan pulled up behind my car. My attorney stepped out carrying a thick folder, and suddenly the atmosphere shifted-
