The morning broke not with peace, but with the sharp crackle of news vans pulling up outside the Donovan gates. The whispers had been building since Andy’s arrest—his cooperation with the authorities, his statements—but today, the truth was about to come crashing down on Catherine Miller.
Brace stood in the study with his father, Roger, both men waiting as Bob spread out a stack of documents on the polished oak desk. Sabrina, though still fragile, sat quietly in one of the armchairs, her fingers wrapped tightly around a cup of tea. She didn’t trust her voice enough to speak, but her presence was unshakable—this was her storm, too.
Bob’s tone was brisk, professional, but beneath it hummed triumph.
“The warrant has been signed. Catherine Miller is officially being charged as an accessory
