Chapter 20Cato
They, the couple-to-be, were the last to arrive. With the Royces was a tall woman with a baby on her hip, whom Roy introduced as his oldest sister, Susan. Cato thanked her for coming, then went to talk to his mother and sister.
Izzy was squashed into the same plastic chair as their mother, clutching her arm. Kevin Kershaw sat on her other side, watchful. Cato had decided that his usual disapproving expression was the lawyer equivalent of resting-b***h-face.
Izzy grabbed his hand, frowning. “Cato—”
“Don’t worry,” he said quickly. “I’m not just doing this for the custody hearing, okay? I really like him.”
“He seems nice, but—”
“Nice?” Cato interrupted indignantly. “He’s amazing!”
“You’re only twenty.”
“Yeah, and I’m marrying Roy before he gets old enough to know better
