Chapter 165

ISABELLA’S P.O.V. The next two weeks were both the longest and slowest days of my life. I had gone to visit Enzo almost every day trying to figure out what I could do but he had assured me that he was planning something with Matteo. I tried asking a few times but neither of them would tell me what it was. I threw up three times this morning as I thought about all the possible ways this court hearing could go. I didn’t know the proof they had or what they were running with. I was just told to focus on my part of the testimony. I sat there watching and listening to everything that was going on. They tried to paint Peter as a good law enforcer who just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. It was comical to say the least. I was finally called up stage and my hands shook a little but I tried to keep them flat in my laps. Samson and I had gone over his questions so I answered them with a breeze. It was the other lawyer I wasn’t completely ready for. “What were you doing in