“He is a flight risk, and his actions demonstrate a complete lack of moral fitness and emotional stability.”

“If Mr. Holloway wishes to seek supervised visitation, he may file a motion after his criminal matters are resolved.”

“But until then, he is to stay at least five hundred feet away from Colonel Langley, her residence, her place of duty, and the hospital where the child is currently admitted.”

“Mr. Holloway will surrender his passport to the clerk of this court by five o’clock this afternoon.”

“If he fails to do so, a warrant will be issued for his immediate arrest.”

The judge brought the gavel down.

The wooden crack echoed off the high walls of the courtroom.

“This court is adjourned.”

Judge Vance stood, his black robes billowing slightly, and walked out through the door behind his bench.

The moment the door clicked shut, Grant stood up.

His chair flew backward, its metal legs screeching against the floor before it toppled over.

“Tessa!” he screamed.

The bailiff was already moving.

He stepped between our table and Grant, his hand resting firmly on the handle of his taser.