As the officers pressed, the uncle said to them, “Counsel says possession is arguable. Let’s have some clarity first.” The police took in the harmless-looking, smiling old couple and advised a fuming Marco to pipe down. They told him that they would need to investigate further, even if they had to oust them by force.
Marco blinked at the documents taped like crime-scene diagrams. It was the first time he’d heard of any ambiguity, and definitely the first time he’d been barred from his own foyer. “You’re joking!” he said, looking at the retreating backs of the officers. His aunt smiled a smile designed for funerals. “It’s a family home. We’re only protecting family interests.”