“Then file it,” I said.

“It’ll also subpoena all the financial records, freeze any shared family assets, and put her on the state child abuse registry until the hearing,” Marcus said, looking up from his notes.

“Once I hand this stack to the county clerk, there’s no going back.”

“I don’t want to go back,” I said, smoothing my skirt a second time.

“How soon can you hand it over?”

Marcus capped his pen and got up from his leather chair.