“When that failed, he returned to the hospital to intimidate her.”

“He is a threat to both Colonel Langley and their newborn daughter.”

Naomi sat down.

The courtroom was dead silent except for the faint hum of the projector.

Grant’s lawyer looked down at his legal pad, his pen tapping nervously.

He leaned over and whispered something to Grant.

Grant shoved his chair back, the metal legs scraping loudly against the linoleum.

“She set me up!” Grant shouted, pointing a finger at me.

“She’s been hiding twenty million dollars from me for five years!”

“That money belongs to my family too!”

“Mr. Holloway, sit down,” Judge Vance said, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper.

“She lied to me!” Grant yelled, his face turning a deep, angry red.

“She’s a soldier! She doesn’t care about that kid! She just wants to ruin me!”

His lawyer grabbed his arm, trying to pull him back into his seat.

Grant wrenched his arm away, his chest heaving.

The bailiff stepped forward, his hand resting on his holster.

Judge Vance looked at Grant with cold disgust.