If she couldn’t gain legal access to my company, she could create enough disorder to argue I was unstable, ungrateful, and unfit to manage the life she believed her son deserved.

Instead, she’d underestimated the woman who owned the walls around her.

“Vivian?” Winslow said. “Are you there?”

“Yes.”

“What would you like to do?”

I watched Sabina rub her eye with the back of her hand. “Everything the law allows,” I said. “Nothing more. Nothing less. But hold nothing back.”