CHAPTER 44
MIAMonday morning, I sat with Melissa behind Michael in the courthouse. Linda walked into the room with her head held high, her makeup done, and the strong stench of alcohol following her in. The judge looked up from her stand and arched a thick brown brow at her.
“Mr. Bryne,” Judge Alkins said, shuffling some papers. “You’re filing for a restraining order against Linda Brown, citing stalking as your sole reason.”
Michael nodded. “Yes, ma’am.”
Linda curled her fingers around her podium and gave Michael a pointed glare. “Your Honor, I’ve done no stalking, nothing that he’s accusing me of. We just happen to be in the same places at the same times. Pure coincidence.”
From the look on Michael’s face, I could tell that he wanted to interject but didn’t want the judge to get angr
