The courtroom was silent, the tension almost tangible as I waited for my mysterious ally to step forward. Whoever had left the note yesterday had promised a revelation that could change everything, and now, as the judge announced the next witness, my pulse raced.
The door creaked open, and a tall man in his late fifties entered. His face was lined with years of experience, his posture rigid with authority. He adjusted his tie as he approached the stand, his every movement deliberate. I didn't recognize him, but Damien stiffened beside me, his jaw clenching.
"Who is he?" I whispered.
"Lawrence Grey," Damien replied, his voice low. "He was one of my father's business partners. They had a falling out years ago."
Meredith stood, her heels clicking against the floor as she approached the stand. "Mr. Grey, thank you for coming today. Can you state your relationship with the Blackwood family for the court?"