Lena's POV
The surgery ran forty-seven minutes over.
A complication in the final stage — nothing catastrophic, a bleed that required an additional repair, the kind of thing that happened and had to be handled without reference to anything scheduled outside the room. I closed at nine-forty-one and handed off to the resident and changed out of scrubs in four minutes.
Ethan was outside the courthouse when my cab pulled up at ten-seventeen.
He fell into step beside me without saying anything about the time. We went through security and found seats in the third row. Adrian was at the front with his attorney. Marcus was beside him. Diana was in the second row, upright, hands in her lap.
Adrian turned once when I sat down.
I nodded.
He turned back.
The judge came in at ten-thirty.
She wa
