The Final Defense
My wife's student, Talon Palmer, hired someone to stab me, leaving me critically injured.
In six years as an attorney, my wife Audrey Taylor had never lost a case. Yet she stayed up all night compiling nearly a hundred pages of trial materials, all to prove Talon innocent.
I stood in the doorway for six straight hours, torturing myself as I watched her work. Finally, I asked hoarsely, "Why?"
She didn't even look up. "You accused Talon of being the other man. All he did was ask that thug to pretend to be his brother and scare you. Everything that happened afterward was the thug's own doing. It had nothing to do with Talon."
I shook my head in disbelief. Hysterical, I rushed forward and tr