Jane's POV
I shivered in the cold conference room of the courthouse, seeing my heart thud in my chest. Beige and empty walls surrounded us, lit by flickering overhead fluorescent light. I was seated at a long table with my lawyer Carla, Nate, and a few of our lawyers. Tension was there. We were attending a very serious hearing…to file for a temporary court order freezing some of the disputed assets surrounding my mother's estate.
Carla coughed. "Jane, the judge will be right here," she said, scanning her notes.
I nodded. "I'm ready. I just want to get this behind me. I need to hold on to my mother's memory."
Nate shifted forward. "We have sufficient evidence, Jane. Our documents show that the transfers were illegal. We require the court to instruct any additional movement to stop until
