Chapter 13 - Visiting Brendan in Federal Custody
On Tuesday afternoon, Cassidy’s town car parked outside the grey concrete walls of the federal holding facility downtown.
She walked through the security checkpoints with calm, measured steps, her maternity coat draping elegantly over her frame.
Brendan sat in the secure visiting booth wearing an orange intake jumpsuit, looking pale, exhausted, and utterly defeated.
When he looked up and saw Cassidy walking into the booth, he slammed his hands against the thick glass partition.
“You did this! You ruined my life over a stupid bucket of water!” Brendan screamed through the audio receiver.
“You ruined your life the moment you believed arrogance was a substitute for capability, Brendan,” Cassidy replied evenly.
“My lawyers say I’m facing twenty years in maximum security! You can't do this to the father of your child!” he pleaded hysterically.
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“You stopped being a father the moment you laughed while your mother humiliated the woman carrying your baby,” she said coldly.
“The courts will grant me full sole custody the second the birth certificate is filed; you won't even exist on paper.”
