I looked at my daughter swinging her feet on that bench, and I understood that the warmth of the last eight months and the sticky tabs on that contract were not in contradiction.

The warmth had been in the service of the tabs the entire time.

Chapter 6 — Reclaiming the Apartment

We spent that night at the home of a friend whose address Gregory did not know.

Christopher stayed close.

And a family lawyer named Nadia Okafor told me, before anything else, to back up every screenshot, every audio clip, every thread — to make the record before anyone could touch it.

The next morning we went back to the apartment with police.