She Framed Me As Unfit So I’ll See Her In Court Chapter 34
That was enough.
My phone lit up on the corner of the table. An email from my lawyer.
The date for the final custody hearing had been set.
At the same time, the District Attorney’s Office had formally accepted Sloan’s case file.
I didn’t open the email right away.
My mother was still asking Maya what she wanted to eat tomorrow. Maya raised her fork and loudly declared she wanted pancakes, a bit of cheese stuck to the corner of her mouth.
I pulled out a napkin and wiped it away for her.
“Mommy, why are you smiling?”
“No reason.”
I set the phone down.
“I’ll make pancakes tomorrow.”
Only after Maya had taken her bath and my mother had gone to her room to rest did I sit at the table and read the email from beginning to end.
The final hearing was set for three weeks later.
The custody evaluator would submit her full report. Beth, Hanley, and the officers from both police responses were all on the witness list. Sloan’s criminal case, built on those two police reports, the school surveillance, the doorbell footage, and her own chat records, had entered formal review.
There was not a single new piece of evidence.
It was all the same material they had once assumed I would not have time to save, could not afford to pursue, or would cry and delete.
My lawyer had added one line.
“Caleb and Sloan have now retained separate counsel, and their statements conflict.”
I opened the attachment.
Caleb claimed that the posts, the ad, and the arrangements at school had all been Sloan’s personal actions, and that he had never taken part.
Sloan admitted she had posted things, but said Caleb had used money and their children to coerce her into helping him fight for Maya.
They were both clinging to half of the same chat record and trying desperately to shove the other half onto each other.
But one line on that screen could not be deleted by either of them.
“Caleb will take care of everything. You just do as you’re told.”
I saved the files into the Maya Custody Case folder, then closed the computer.
At last, they had begun tearing into each other.
And all I had to do was place the originals in front of the judge.