“The emergency motions are drafted and ready for you to look over,” Thomas said.

He straightened his rimless glasses and opened the folder.

Four separate piles of paper sat in perfect alignment on the right side.

The top page carried the official seal of the Oak Ridge Family Court.

“This one is the formal divorce petition,” Thomas said.

“Beside it is the emergency custody motion, built on the hotel receipts and the overnight visitor logs you sent.”

I sat down in the heavy leather chair and took a blue pen from my pocket.