She Tried To Kick Me Off My Ranch Until The Police Learned The Truth

messenger arrived about fifteen minutes later.

Middle-aged man, tucked-in polo shirt, the settled look of someone comfortable with his own opinions. He walked over with the brisk confidence of a person performing a favor.

“Look,” he said, “I don’t know how you ended up here, but this is a private event on private property. Best if you move along before continue reading …