Chapter 6 - THE COUNTER-STRIKE
Marcus was right about one thing: hiding wasn't a permanent strategy. As long as Arthur had influential friends pulling the strings in New York, they would never stop hunting us.
I couldn't just play defense anymore. I had to annihilate them.
I returned to my villa, locked all the doors, and opened my laptop. I contacted Evelyn Ross, one of the most vicious, high-profile family law and whistleblower attorneys in Manhattan. She despised corrupt old money.
"Ms. Ross," I said over the encrypted video call. "I have undeniable proof that Arthur Sterling used his real estate holdings to bribe a sitting state judge. In exchange, I need you to destroy my husband in family court and secure me permanent, unchallengeable sole custody."
Evelyn's eyes lit up through the screen. "You have the bribery ledgers?"
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"I have everything. But I won't hand them over to the FBI until David signs away his parental rights forever."
"Give me forty-eight hours," Evelyn smiled, a shark smelling blood in the water. "I'm going to make your husband wish he had never been born."
