“She is not going anywhere with you,” Matteo said, his hands tightening into fists at his sides.

“This is private property, Harrison,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.

“You have no right to force your way in here.”

Harrison took a step forward, his leather shoes crunching on the splintered wood of the door frame.

“I have every right as your husband,” Harrison said.

“Dr. Marren has signed the emergency evaluation order.”

“The order is invalid,” a sharp voice called out from the hallway.

Grace stepped through the broken door, her wet trench coat swinging as she pushed past the two guards.

She held a thick blue folder in her left hand, her fingers gripping the cardboard tightly.

“What are you doing here, Grace?” Harrison asked, his jaw tightening.

“This is a family matter.”

“It became a legal matter the moment you attempted to kidnap my client,” Grace said.

She opened the blue folder and pulled out a document stamped with a bright red seal.

“This is an active emergency injunction signed by Judge Vance twenty minutes ago,” Grace said.