Chapter 12 - THE COURTROOM SHOWDOWN
The courthouse steps were a war zone of flashing cameras, shouting reporters, and heavy police barricades.
Damon stepped out of his black town car, wearing his charcoal grey blazer, his face grim and determined.
A flashbulb blinded him momentarily, but he pushed past the sea of microphones without uttering a single word.
Inside, the courtroom was packed to capacity, the air thick with tension and the smell of old paper and anxiety.
The judge took his seat, his gavel slamming down once with a sharp, echoing crack that silenced the room instantly.
"Case number 409-B, Vance versus Vance," the bailiff announced, the formal weight hanging heavy in the air.
Damon sat at the plaintiff's table, his eyes immediately locking onto Laura across the aisle.
She sat beside her attorney, wearing a sharp ivory blazer over her forest green sweater, looking like a queen.
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She didn't flinch under his gaze, her eyes cold, distant, and completely walled off from any emotion.
The legal battle for the truth, the boys, and their shattered family was officially underway.
