Chapter 4 - GATHERING THE EVIDENCE
The next morning, I didn't cry. I went to war.
Eleanor introduced me to her personal attorney, a terrifyingly brilliant shark named Marcus Sterling. We sat in his penthouse office overlooking the Savannah river as I handed him the file.
“This is textbook fiduciary fraud, embezzlement, and child abuse,” Marcus said, adjusting his glasses. “They stole your medical funds to bankroll a golden child. We can freeze their assets by Friday.”
“Do it,” I said, my voice steady.
“Be warned, Evelyn,” Marcus cautioned. “Once we file this, it goes public. The media will eat this up. They will try to destroy your character.”
“They already destroyed my face, Marcus,” I said, tracing the rough edge of the scars beneath my chin. “Let them try.”
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By Wednesday, Marcus had subpoenaed the original settlement documents. By Thursday, a judge signed an emergency injunction freezing every single bank account tied to my parents and Chloe.
The trap was set.
