When Betrayal Backfires

, my voice steady despit

th a practiced reverence she didn't feel. In my past life, I' d accepted it with a simple

too brightly. "Everything from di

r confession, of Andrew's betrayal, was a fire in my gut. I saw the faint sheen of sweat on her u

" I asked, my tone f

of c

f custody? Any documents tha

, everything is standard. The

scovery documents?" I pressed, my

a little higher now. "It's all

comfortable moment. I watched the confidence dra

a stack of legal pads to the floor. As I bent to pick them up, I "accidentally" sw

I sighed, feigning frustr

, her hands fumbling

I said sharp

eable conviction. "You know what? I have a bad feeli

o you mean?"

want a new, certified copy of every single financial document related to Rus

ielle, we can't! That will take hours! The trial starts

eral prison. A few hours for absolute, iron-clad due diligence won't kill him. Yo

losed, but no words ca

smile on his face from his deposition. The smile vanished when he saw

e?" he asked, his ey

e evidence is compromised. She wants me to go to the cou

"Gabrielle, what is this? We' re on the

ted him to side with her, t

, ran a hand through his hair, a

at him, bewil

certified copies. Whatever it takes to appease Gabrielle's perfectionism. We

thing else, something I couldn't quite read. He was playing a d