Elodie looked at me smugly. "Mrs. Ross, stop pretending. We already know. You’re trying to pass off this flour as your daughter’s ashes to get Mr. Ross to believe you, so you can cheat him out of all his assets."

I shook my head frantically, shouting at Stanley, "Stanley, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have lied to you. This is just flour. Please, give it back to me, and I’ll leave. I won’t bother you anymore."

Stanley sneered, his gaze icy. "So, you finally admit the truth. Well, in that case, let’s just scatter this flour."

With that, the dog named Rich defecated on the ground. At Stanley's signal, the...