Chapter 12 - THE ATTORNEY'S THREATS
Sarah stepped instinctively in front of Noah, squaring her shoulders against the towering attorney.
"Get out of this room immediately, or I'm calling hospital security," Sarah demanded, her voice ringing with authority.
Marcus chuckled darkly, pulling a crisp legal document out of his leather briefcase.
"Hospital security answers to the primary board of directors, nurse, and Mr. Vance owns three seats on that board," Marcus stated smoothly.
He looked past Sarah, locking his cold, unblinking eyes onto nine-year-old Noah.
"Noah, your father has emergency temporary custody papers signed by a judge granting him immediate authority over your care," Marcus lied effortlessly, waving the paper.
"You're lying! My dad is a murderer!" Noah shouted, backing away until his spine hit the cold brick wall.
"Watch your mouth, boy," Marcus warned, his smile vanishing as he stepped closer. "Hand over the smartphone you're holding right now, or things are going to get much worse for your mother in surgery."
Sarah's eyes widened in horror as she realized the phone contained damning evidence.
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"Don't give it to him, Noah! Run!" Sarah screamed, shoving Marcus hard against the doorframe.
Noah bolted past the attorney into the hallway, sprinting toward the emergency stairwell as fast as his legs could carry him.
