Chapter 170. Preps

Tristan's POV

The drive home felt longer than it should have. Reggie didn’t say much and neither did I. The city moved past the windows in a blur of glass, traffic, pedestrians, and afternoon sunlight, but I barely registered any of it. My mind was still inside that courtroom. Grace’s face, Alex’s confidence, and the judge’s voice.

By the time Reggie pulled into my driveway, my shoulders were so tense they hurt. He put the car into park but didn’t immediately switch off the engine. “You need to breathe,” he said.

“I’m breathing,” I replied.

“You’re barely doing it.” I could feel his eyes on me.

I looked through the windshield. “I don’t know what the hell we are going to do.” I still didn’t feel like we could win this case.

“We are going to prepare.”<