Nathan blinked a few times, trying to focus on the road, but her words made the world shrink around him.

“What?”

“I don’t have any other proof,” Tessa repeated, staring at her hands. “Just what was in that bag.”

“But that doesn’t prove your dad isn’t guilty. It just proves that Charles is rotten.” Nathan went quiet, stunned by the disbelief that hit him like a punch. “So you’re telling me, you got the appeal, risked your life and our kid’s, went head-to-head ...