the floor about her "broken hip," Ashley was on the phone with 911, feeding them

dy completed. I explained calmly that I was the legal owner of the apart

rated us, listening to Ashley and her mother' s hysterical story fi

ey cried, tears streaming down her face.

ur side of the story, miss?" one of

d. "This is my apartment. I have the documents to prove it. They are trespas

tal copy of the deed with my name clearly on it, the mortgage stat

hone screen. His partner glanced at him, and I

e first officer said, turning

aculously recovered from her

esigner! She could have faked all of that on her com

"Ma' am, we need to see some doc

Ashley sobbed. "He' l

tor dinged, and Ethan Leste

g from me to his new wife, to the officers. He quickly c

are you doing here?" he asked, his