“Not in the property matter.” The general’s voice was even. “And I have no jurisdiction over you.”
That seemed to surprise my family more than anything else.
Tiffany had raised her phone again, though she was no longer holding it confidently. Her livestream was still running. I could see comments flickering across the screen.
Brad whispered, “Turn that off.”
She ignored him.
The general looked at me.
“Colonel Hale.”
My mother blinked.
My father’s head lifted.
Brad frowned as though he had misheard.
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