And Beatrice turned, slowly, and looked across the courtroom directly at me, and produced a single perfect tear, and mouthed the words: I’m so sorry, Hannah. Even now.

Even here.

Still working the room, still certain she could charm her way back up out of the grave she had dug for us.

I stood, with total composure, and walked to the stand to give my statement.

It was time to close the door on the two of them forever.

Chapter 18 — Into the Light

The courtroom went silent as I stepped to the microphone.

I did not look at the judge.