“Your name is worth nothing now, Gloria,” I said quietly.

I stood up and smoothed my skirt.

Graham did not look at me as I walked past him.

He was staring at his phone, his face gray.

Marcus followed me out of the courtroom and into the bright hallway.

“The freeze order will hit their banks within the hour, Jocelyn,” Marcus said.

“They won’t even be able to pay their lawyers by this afternoon,” he added.

“Thank you, Marcus,” I said. “Where are the girls?”

“My paralegal is waiting with them at the park near your office,” Marcus said.

“Go to them.”

I walked down the marble steps of the courthouse, the midday sun scorching the concrete.

Carlos was waiting at the curb with the door open.

I got into the car, the cool air immediately wrapping around me.

“The park on Oak Lawn, Carlos,” I said.

“Yes, ma’am,” he replied, steering the vehicle into the heavy Dallas traffic.

As we drove, I looked out the window at the high-rise glass buildings of the city.

Many of those buildings were managed by my own secret companies.