Keith Morrison

Before she and her girls went into hiding.

Before anybody was arrested.

Just Nancy making Chris' life difficult.

There was another night when she drove by Chris' beach house and noticed Wendy's Durango parked in the drive.

Nancy decided to take a quick picture as further documentation for her divorce case.

That's the way it is sometimes with ugly divorces.

Competent, mature adults regress, let loose their inner ten-year-old.

The giggling didn't last long.

The very next day, Nancy learned that Chris had filed a trespassing complaint against her with the Sullivan's Island police.

The summons said he was seeking a protection order from Nancy.

Not so funny now.

Nancy didn't like the direction her little photo escapade had taken.

A possible trespassing rap?

Wouldn't look so good for her in divorce court.

Chris Latham, of course, was not at all ready to let it slide.

He had juice in the Charleston area.

In time, the clerk of the court on Sullivan's Island was feeling the heat to get Nancy's trespassing case on the docket.

In the end, an initial hearing of Nancy's case was put on the court calendar just six days before their divorce case was scheduled to begin.

Nancy hired a lawyer and showed up on time for the late afternoon hearing.

As Nancy and her lawyer, a man named Rutledge, waited, they made small talk weekend plans.