The police station smelled like sweat and failure. Daniel sat on a metal bench. Cold. Hard. Humiliating.

His lip throbbed. Split open. Dried blood crusty on his chin. His face hurt everywhere. Robert's fists had done damage. Real damage. Visible damage.

Evidence. All of it evidence. Against him. For Robert. For Emma.

Footsteps approached. Expensive shoes. Confident walk. His lawyer. Marcus Webb. Best in the business. Most expensive. Most ...