Chapter 243. The Filing.
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Adaeze sent the motion at nine in the morning. I read it twice before I called her, the second time slower, looking for the structure underneath the language, the way I read any document built to manufacture a particular impression rather than convey one.
It was thorough. I'd give it that.
The medical neglect claim was the centrepiece. An incident from Nick's infancy, eighteen months old, a fever that had run two days before Sedona got him to a paediatrician, framed in the filing's careful legal prose as "a pattern of delayed and inadequate medical attention consistent with maternal neglect."
I knew the actual incident. Sedona had told me about it once, years ago, in passing, the way you mention something that had stopped being significant once it reso
