Ms.

Vance, her lawyer, had three legal pads spread in front of her.

Delaney didn’t look at me.

“Ms.

Sterling, go ahead on the emergency petition,” Judge Evans said.

Chloe straightened her horn-rimmed glasses and rose.

“Your Honor, before I call my first witness, I’d like to establish one fact.

The respondent’s son phoned his father at 2:14 on Friday morning.