Each threat went directly into a secure evidence file.
My mother wanted to disappear, but I refused to let Garrick decide the shape of her life.
“You are not running,” I told her. “You are relocating safely while the court removes him.”
“What if the court is too slow?”
“Then we make sure the criminal case moves faster.”
The independent medical report documented three fractured ribs, a healing wrist injury, and repeated physical trauma entirely inconsistent with everyday accidents. Her attorney obtained an emergency protective order. Garrick violated it within six hours by calling her twenty-three times from various prepaid burner phones.
Ethan’s team discovered even more. Garrick had secretly purchased a handgun through a private, undocumented seller despite a prior felony conviction under a different alias. He had also forged my mother’s signature on a home-equity loan and transferred nearly eighty thousand dollars into a shell company controlled by his cousin.
