She was not an authorized occupant.
She was not even Harper’s emergency contact.
The most recent request had been submitted the morning after Harper’s wedding.
Vivian had claimed she needed a replacement key because Harper was “emotionally unreliable” and often misplaced important things.
Harper had learned about the request only after changing the locks.
The locksmith had advised her to notify management, and the property manager had reviewed the account history.
That was when the earlier requests surfaced.
Mr.
Chen looked toward the hallway.
“Mrs.
Collins, did you tell the lobby staff that you had a legal right to enter this unit?”
Vivian straightened her cream coat.
“I said I am her mother.
I have always had a key.”
“That is not what I asked.”
Vivian’s mouth tightened.
Riley stepped closer.
“This is being blown completely out of proportion.
Harper changed the locks without telling anyone.
We thought something was wrong.”
