Chapter 48 Locked Out Of The Casa**

• “If you could please excuse us, we’d like to go in and sleep; it is already late,” Hanson requested calmly, trying to keep his temper in check as he gazed at the small figure of the woman blocking their path into the casa.
• “And I insist you are going nowhere,” Carol declared firmly, her arms crossed defiantly. “Return to whence you came.”
• It was past 10 p.m., and the distant rumble of thunder was growing more frequent. The storm was brewing, threatening to unleash rain soon. Dark clouds loomed overhead, casting an ominous shadow over the ranch.