False pretenses

"Zoe Broussard stands in the shade of the live oak tree on rue Madeline and surveys her beloved Louisiana hometown. Wrought-iron galleries overhang the sidewalk lined with brightly colored shops, and the smell coffee wafts from the Cajun eatery she and her husband Pierce, own, which brings folks all the way from Lafayette for lunch or dinner. It seems like heaven. But it's about to become hell. A series of threatening anonymous notes is making he...