“She used corporate funds to pay the clinic,” Alexander said. “That makes it wire fraud and embezzlement, in addition to the medical conspiracy.”

“She will fight it, Alexander,” I said. “She has some of the best lawyers in the country.”

“They won’t touch this,” Alexander said. “The evidence Margaret gathered is absolute. If they try to defend her, they will be dragged down with her.”

He looked up, his eyes steady and clear.

“She wanted to use the law to take my sons,” Alexander said. “Now she will spend the rest of her life trying to stay out of a federal prison.”

Lucas dropped his spoon with a small clink, looking between us.

“Are we going to the park tomorrow?” Lucas asked, his mind already moving past the tension of the afternoon.

“Yes,” Alexander said, a small smile appearing on his face. “We are going to the park.”

The next morning, the rain had cleared, leaving the Manhattan sky a bright, cold blue.

I sat in the back of the town car next to Alexander as we drove down to the federal courthouse near Foley Square.