Richard swallowed.
He had spoken without thinking.
And everyone noticed.
The prosecutor’s expression shifted for the first time.
Ethan held Noah with one arm and raised the device with the other.
“Are you worried about what’s on it?” he asked, locking eyes with Richard.
“I’m concerned about the integrity of this court.”
“No,” Ethan said quietly. “You’re concerned about your name.”
Silence fell again.
Heavy. Crushing.
The kind of silence that signals the beginning of the end for a lie.
The judge extended her hand.
“Mr. Brooks, give the child to his mother and the device to the clerk. Now.”
Ethan hesitated briefly.
Then he gently placed Noah back into Olivia’s arms, with a care that made several people look away.
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