Barrett leaned back in his leather chair, satisfied.

The judge removed her reading glasses. “Do you understand that your husband has a full team of experienced attorneys, and that the issues before this court are very serious?”

“Yes, Your Honor. I understand perfectly.”

“Then you may respond to his petition.”

I opened my handbag, drew out a single sealed manila envelope, and handed it to the court clerk. Inside were the certified original formation documents for O’Connell Logistics.

Judge Lawson broke the wax seal and began to read. Her face stayed neutral as she turned the pages — until she reached the ownership breakdown and stopped.