I h:id my career as a judge from my mother-in-law. After my C-section, she stormed in with adoption papers, demanding one twin for her infe:rtile daughter. I clutched my babies and pressed the panic button

“I didn’t.”

“Who did?”

“I have no idea.”

“You came here with documents containing my copied signature.”

“I brought what Karen’s lawyer prepared.”

The room went quiet.

“Karen’s lawyer?” I asked.

Margaret pressed her lips together.

She had made a mistake.

I saw her recognize it.

Ruiz saw it too.

“What lawyer?” he asked.

Margaret looked away.

Ethan took a step toward her.

“Where is Karen?”

“Downstairs.”

“No, she isn’t,” Marshal Chen said. “We checked every public area.”

Margaret’s breathing changed.

“Then she left.”