The judge asked the nine-year-old boy which parent he wanted to live with. But when the child slowly reached into his jacket pocket, his rich father’s face turned white and the entire courtroom realized a secret was about to come out.

“Lucas,” he snapped.

Too fast.

Too harsh.

“Sit down, Mr. Carter,” the judge warned.

But the perfect image was already breaking.

Slowly, Lucas pulled out a small black recorder and held it in his shaking hand.

Daniel’s face drained of color.

His lawyer leaned forward. “What is that?”

Lucas placed the device carefully on the rail before the judge.

His fingers trembled.

But his voice did not.

And at that moment, everyone in the courtroom leaned closer.

Because whatever was hidden on that recorder was about to destroy everything Daniel Carter had tried so hard to build…

Part 2