Katelyn’s POV

I was in the middle of compiling the last piece of crucial evidence for Brian’s story when my phone buzzed with an incoming call.

My fingers hesitated over the keyboard before I answered, expecting a simple update from the legal team.

Instead, it was the witness. The one we’d spent weeks preparing.

“Miss Katelyn,” they said with a heavy sigh, “I’m sorry, but I won’t be able to testify after all. I’m heading back to my hometown tonight.”

My breath caught. ...