The speakerphone on Noah’s desk crackled, the only sound in the dim, blue-lit bedroom."It's sticking, Noah," Steven's voice said. He sounded tired. "The judge granted the emergency motion for an evidentiary hearing. Based on the audio recording, he's concerned about 'immediate danger' to the child."Noah sat with his head in his hands, staring at the grain of the makeshift desk."It's edited," Noah said, for the hundredth time. "It's a montage of three different conversations.""We know that," Steven said. "But the forensic audio analysis will take days. The hearing is tomorrow morning. Right now, the court hears a man screaming at his pregnant wife. They hear glass breaking. They hear a nanny weeping."Aria lay on the bed, twisting her wedding ring. Left. Right. Left. The metal was warm against her skin, a constant friction."I can testify," Aria said. Her voice was thin, but clear. "I can dial in via video. I'll tell the judge it's a lie.""With all due respect, Mrs. West," Steven
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