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The Moreau council met in a private Manhattan hotel two days later. The building was neutral territory. No weapons were allowed beyond the entrance, and every major East Coast family had sent a representative.Victor entered beside me. Eleanor remained in Boston, but she called before we left.“You do not have to prove anything to them,” she said.“I’m not going for them.”Vincent was already inside when we arrived. He sat at the head of the table, dressed in black, his expression perfectly controlled. Only the untouched coffee beside him revealed that he had been there for hours.Isabella sat several seats away with her injured hand bandaged. Her face changed when she saw me.Vincent’s gaze moved to the fading bruises above my collar. His fingers tightened around the arm of his chair, but he said nothing.The council chairman opened the meeting. “Don Moreau, your private decisions have exposed shared operations, compromised law enforcement contacts, and disrupted business across three

Isabella accepted a plea agreement three months later.She admitted to endangering Noah, planting the lavender, fabricating evidence, and paying women in the detention center to assault me. She was sentenced to prison and permanently lost custody of her son.Captain Russo pleaded guilty to bribery and unlawful detention. Four officers were charged with him.My own case did not disappear.I had stabbed Isabella in front of dozens of witnesses. The Bellamy attorneys could have pressured the prosecutor, but I refused to pretend I had done nothing.My plea also covered the fire at the Moreau estate. Vincent declined restitution, and because I had called emergency services and no one had been injured, the prosecutor agreed to resolve both incidents together.The judge credited the days I had already spent in detention and sentenced me to probation, restitution, and counseling.It was not perfect justice. It was honest.Noah went to live with Vincent’s parents. I left the education trust fro