My Cousin Tried to Have Me Removed From Grandma’s Cabin — He Didn’t Expect Who Was Inside

men said—Thompson, a former Marine with a scar across his cheek—”he’s not coming alone.”

“No,” I agreed. “He’s not.”

I pulled out my phone and made three calls.

First: to the county sheriff, an old man named Porter who’d known my grandmother for thirty years.

“Sheriff? This is Dana Roman. I’m at my grandmother’s cabin and I need to report an attempted continue reading …