“Sit down.”

The bailiff’s warning sliced through the courtroom.

Maverick held his spine ramrod-straight and locked into a standoff with him. His gaze swept across the gallery, and his expression grew darker by the second.

He’d always known exactly what his family was like. He had no expectations for his three sisters or their husbands. I figured Maverick was searching for Brittany.

Maverick had always believed he was a winner—that ...