“Does she?” Victor asked. “Or does she have court documents you hoped no one would ask to see?”

For the first time, Elias stopped smiling. And that was when my phone buzzed.

A photo from Anna: a folded court order on the suite desk. Temporary protective order. Emergency custody granted to Anna Silva. Elias Silva prohibited from contact with Anna Silva and the minor children pending review.

I showed it to Victor. Then I held it up for the officers. The younger one went pale. The older one looked at Elias.

Elias stared at the screen for half a second, then gave a quiet laugh. “She forged that.”

Victor stepped closer. “Careful.”