“She gave me everything she had.

I am not going to let you take it.”

He stood up.

Buttoned his jacket.

Looked at me with something that was almost respect and almost contempt and landed somewhere between the two.

“See you in court,” he said.

He walked out.

I watched him go.

My phone buzzed on the table.

A message from Hale.

*His attorney just filed.

Thirty days started this morning.

Call me when you’re done.*