“Come get your worthless daughter and take her back,” my mother-in-law shouted my father as I lay broken at the bottom of the stairs after my husband shoved me down. “Your family will answer for it if she has even a scratch,” was the sole warning Dad offered her. They had no notion who my father really was, so they made fun of him.

“There is a big difference.”

Gabriel glanced at his wristwatch and interjected.

“Your father hired me with his own personal funds,” Gabriel clarified.

He didn’t ask for anything illegal, or try to bribe officials.

‘He reached out to me because I do complex family law involving financial fraud and control.’

I stared at Gabriel, totally baffled.

Financial fraud?“I reiterated.

Gabriel opened the heavy file on the table.