Wolf At Law By Heather Long
“Taglioni…” The judge studied the petition in front of her. If Ryan hadn’t been sitting steadfast at her side, Tiffany would have left. She’d thought having a woman judge would make all the difference, but the sixty-year-old woman seated across from her at the desk scared the hell out of her. From the moment she’d taken a seat in the office, she’d wanted to flee. Ryan had brushed her leg with his and it helped. Not as much as she wished, but the panic swelling within seemed to quiet.
At least until the judge focused on her. “This is a private session. There’s only you, your attorney and me.”
I guess the court reporter doesn’t count. Keeping that thought to herself, she nodded. “Yes, ma’am.”
“You understand your daughter is also included in this Order of Protection.”
Why couldn’t she stop shaking? “Yes, ma’am.”
“I also see you stated your husband—Mr. Taglioni—never struck your daughter. You have those words here in your statement.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
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