“Your Honor,” Julian said, his voice echoing in the quiet room.

“We are seeking an immediate emergency injunction to halt the sale of the Whitlock Luxe properties.”

Judge Vance adjusted his glasses and looked down at Julian.

“On what grounds, Mr. Mercer?” the judge asked.

“On the grounds of systemic fraud, asset concealment, and forgery,” Julian said.

He reached into his folder and pulled out a stack of high-resolution documents.

“We have the forensic analysis of the transfer deeds for the Park Avenue property,” Julian said.

He placed the pages on the presentation easel.

“The signatures claiming to be Evelyn Whitlock’s were executed on three different dates,” he said.

“However, our digital handwriting experts have confirmed they are identical down to the millimeter.”

Julian looked directly at the judge.

“They were traced, Your Honor,” he said. “A digital copy of Mrs. Whitlock’s signature was superimposed onto these deeds.”

Harris stood up quickly.

“Objection, Your Honor, this is highly speculative and has not been vetted by an independent expert,” Harris said.

“I have the sworn affidavit from the digital forensics firm right here,” Julian countered.