HE GAVE MY PLACE TO HIS MISTRESS. OUR SON GAVE ME THE COMPANY

toward his microphone.

“No false records were submitted.”

Owen’s voice came from the doorway.

“Yes, they were.”

Every head turned.

He entered with the court-appointed digital examiner and a guardian ad litem.

I had not known he would be there.

Julian glanced at me.

He had not known either.

Owen wore a navy blazer over his school uniform. Blackbird’s tablet continue reading …