Chapter 5 - The Custody Threat
I stared at the court document in my lap, feeling like the air had been sucked out of the car.
The legal seal at the bottom of the page was real and terrifyingly official.
The petition claimed I was an unfit mother suffering from a severe mental breakdown.
It cited the incident at the birthday party as proof of my supposed erratic behavior.
Drew had clearly submitted a sworn affidavit against me to the judge.
They had orchestrated this entire nightmare perfectly.
David stood outside the car, tapping his fingers impatiently against the roof.
He told me to unlock the doors and hand over his son right now.
If I refused, he threatened to walk into the precinct and tell them I was kidnapping Theo.
I looked at my sweet, innocent boy shivering in the back seat.
There was absolutely no way I was letting this monster take my child.
I shoved the document back through the narrow crack in the window.
I looked David dead in the eyes and told him he was making a fatal mistake.
I threw the car into reverse and slammed my foot down on the gas pedal.
My rear bumper smashed violently into the grill of his dark sedan.
The impact sent a violent jolt through my spine, but it created just enough space to maneuver.
I threw the gear shift into drive and swerved wildly around his crippled vehicle.
David shouted curses into the night as I sped out of the precinct parking lot.
I drove recklessly through the empty Brooklyn streets, running three red lights in my panic.
I had no idea where we could go that would be safe from his GPS tracker.
I pulled into a dark alleyway behind an abandoned warehouse.
I crawled under the steering column with a flashlight and a pair of nail clippers.
I managed to sever the wires connecting the blinking tracking device.
I breathed a sigh of relief as the tiny red light finally went dark.
Then my phone chimed with a text message from an unknown number.
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The message contained a live video feed of my disabled tracking device sitting on the floorboard.
The text read that they didn't need the tracker because they were already watching me from above.
