“Every text, every email, every voicemail.

If this man wants to use his own five-year-old son as a bargaining chip in a courtroom, then we are going to let his own words do the rest.

Judges do not forgive that.

Not ever.”

Chapter 13 — Documented Hours

Over the following week, Solomon’s messages grew steadily more hostile, and steadily more unhinged, and I want to note something about them, because it became important.

You’re keeping my son away from me.