Her sweet, bright smile was gone entirely, replaced by a tight, hard line across her mouth.

“And when did you learn the truth, Mr.

Quill?”

“When my mother played the files from the garage drive unit,” Clay said.

“I watched my son being led out into the rain while I was seven hundred miles away earning a paycheck.

I ended the relationship that same night.”

Jaclyn’s lawyer got up, but Jaclyn tugged at his sleeve and whispered something sharp in his ear.

The lawyer gave a small shake of his head and stayed on his feet.