"You're going to lose if you try to fight me, Luciana." Matthew's words played in my head like a broken record as I sat in Finlay's office.
"I need your help," I said, barely above a whisper.
Finlay leaned forward, concern etched into every line of his face. "What did he say?
I swallowed hard, my fingers tightening on the edges of the court summons. "He's threatening to take Mia from me. He says he can prove that I'm an unfit mother."
"Is he right?" Finlay asked delicately.
"No," I snarled, the word sharper than I intended. "But he's not beyond making it up. Matthew's manipulative and resourceful. He knows how to twist the truth to suit his narrative."
Finlay nodded slowly. "Then we'll twist it right back."
I blinked. "What?"
"I'm offering my resources," he said simply. "Legal coun
