Just 11 minutes after I returned from the hospital with a shattered femur, my mother-in-law kicked my crutches away. Ignoring my agonized screams, she and my husband dragged me into a pitch-black garage.

here? This is harassment. I know the mayor.”

Hale looked at her.

“Interesting first question. Most people would ask why their injured daughter-in-law is sitting on a concrete floor beside an open safe.”

Caleb stepped forward.

“Audrey, please. Tell them it got out of hand. We argued about the bedroom. You fell. It was an accident.”

I looked at him.

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