Chapter 6 - The Ruling
Judge Holloway didn't even wait for closing arguments. She took off her reading glasses, laid them deliberately on the desk, and looked down at David, who sat slumped in the witness chair, all his charm completely evaporated.
“Mr. Vance,” Judge Holloway began, her voice ringing clear through the silent courtroom. “In my twenty years on the bench, I have seen many desperate people do ugly things. But your calculated exploitation of your wife’s severe illness—using her vulnerability as both a weapon and a shield—is among the most reprehensible conduct I have ever encountered.”
She picked up her pen and signed three separate documents in rapid succession.
“The petition for a permanent restraining order is granted in full. Mr. Vance is ordered to maintain a distance of no less than five hundred yards from Mrs. Vance, her residence, and her medical providers at all times. The emergency medical power of attorney is permanently revoked, and full independent medical decision-making authority is restored to Mrs. Vance.”
She paused, looking toward the prosecutor sitting quietly in the gallery.
“Furthermore, all frozen marital assets are placed in a court-supervised receivership. And given the evidence of felony document fraud presented by Moretti Maritime’s legal team, I am directing the court clerk to immediately forward the record of these proceedings to the District Attorney’s office for criminal indictment.”
Bailiff! Judge Holloway gestured with a nod.
Two courthouse deputies stepped forward immediately, walking behind David’s chair.
“Mr. Vance, you are being detained for questioning regarding corporate fraud and perjury. Please place your hands behind your back.”
David looked across the courtroom toward me. For a second, his mask of control shattered completely, replaced by a look of sheer, unadulterated hatred. But as the deputies pulled him to his feet and led him through the side doors in handcuffs, I didn't flinch.
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I turned my head and looked at Clara, who was smiling softly with tears in her eyes. Then I looked at Adrian Moretti, who gave a single, respectful nod.
The nightmare was over. The law had caught up with him.
