Chapter 2052

After Cecilia left the detention wing, Norman fell into step just behind her, his briefcase clutched like a shield.

“Could you draft a settlement agreement? I want the court to consider a light sentence for Scorpius.”

“Of course,” Norman replied with a single, solemn nod.

They slid into the back seat of the sedan, doors thudding shut against the gray afternoon.

Cecilia leaned back, eyelids sliding down as fatigue pooled behind her eyes and darkness swirled, merciful and silent.

Time blurred until her phone shrilled. She jerked awake, glanced at the screen, and saw it was the director of the psychiatric hospital calling.

“Hello? What is it?”