“I would like that child brought into the courtroom.”

Clara’s smile vanished immediately.

Julian gripped the edge of the table so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

At the rear of the courtroom, the doors opened.

A small boy wearing a yellow cardigan stepped inside, clutching a worn stuffed rabbit against his chest as though it were the only thing keeping him brave.

Audrey gasped.

It was Leo.

Julian’s six-year-old son.