The attorney pushed past Mrs. Mitchell and headed straight toward Ava's room.
The police paramedic followed close behind with heavy medical bags in hand.
They found Ava lying weakly on her bed, barely able to speak.
The paramedic immediately knelt beside the young woman and checked her pulse.
He pulled a fresh oxygen mask out of his dark blue medical box.
He placed the clear plastic mask gently over Ava's nose and mouth.
Paramedic: Take deep, slow breaths now. You are safe with us.
Ava: Thank you... I thought nobody was coming to help me.
Attorney Carter: Your father hired my firm before he passed away, Ava.
Attorney Carter: He knew what kind of woman your stepmother really was.
Mrs. Mitchell stood in the doorway with her face red from anger.
She could not believe that her secret scheme had been exposed today.
For months, she had told everyone that Ava had no money left.
She had taken control of the bank accounts through forged signature papers.
She had even threatened to send Ava away to an old shelter.
Mrs. Mitchell: You have no right to treat me like a criminal!
Attorney Carter: You committed bank fraud and grand theft, Mrs. Mitchell.
Mrs. Mitchell: I was his legal wife! I deserve half of everything!
Attorney Carter: A judge signed an emergency eviction order two hours ago.
Ava watched from her bed as the lawyer stood his ground firmly.
She felt a sudden surge of hope return to her tired heart.
For the first time in months, she did not feel alone anymore.
The lawyer pulled out another set of stamped papers from his briefcase.
He showed the official court seals directly to the trembling stepmother.
Attorney Carter: You have thirty minutes to pack your personal belongings.
Attorney Carter: If you are still here after that, you will be arrested.
Mrs. Mitchell: You cannot throw me out into the street like this!
Attorney Carter: You brought this upon yourself through your own cruel actions.
The paramedic assisted Ava as she sat up slowly against the pillows.
Her color was slowly coming back as the oxygen helped her breathe.
She looked directly at her stepmother with a steady and strong gaze.
Ava: My father's memory will finally be respected in this house.
Mrs. Mitchell: You ungrateful brat! I gave you a place to sleep!
Attorney Carter: That is enough shouting. Step out into the hallway now.