“Nik, are you sure you want to be present during this?” Paul Marsh asked Nicola the next morning, while she was sitting in front of the two-way mirror of the interrogation room. “You might hear some ugly things…”
Blake watched his wife place the crutches near her.
“Uglier than what he did to me?” Nicola replied in a determined tone. “I MUST be here. This 'man' took away way too much of my sanity, my energy, and my time with Blake and Iris. It’s time to face the monster and move on with my life.”
She looked up at Blake and smiled. She wasn't stressed or worried. On the contrary, Nicola was cool, calm, and collected. Unlike him… Blake saw once again how lucky he was to have a woman so brave and strong in his life.
“Alright,” Paul added. “Let’s hear what this bozo has to say… Blake, I’ll
