Chapter 17: On the Courthouse Steps

The cameras found Delphine before they found me.

She stood at the end of the marble hall, small and pale in the cream dress, and every lens swung toward her.

Emmett's lawyer said, "Do not speak to anyone."

Emmett did not hear him.

"You were supposed to bring the notary a page I could trust," he said, walking toward her.

"You told me she'd sign anything."

"I told you what you wanted to hear."

"You told me it was clean."

"You told me you'd marry me!"

Her voice rang off the stone, and a dozen reporters stopped writing and started recording.

Emmett laughed, short and ugly.

"Marry you? You lived on my wife's money and stood at my wedding as her maid of honor."

"What exactly did you think I'd marry?"

"I think I was good enough to plan your whole case."

"You planned a signature."

"I picked the pen!" she said. "I stood in that salon with her and picked the pen, Emmett."

"I did it because you said it would make us a family."

"I've had a very long week," he said, "and I'm finished with you."

He turned his back on her.

It was the first time I had seen anyone do that to Delphine, and I watched her take it.

"I'm carrying your child," she said, to his coat.

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