“Madam… You are… Judge Delcourt, isn’t she?”
Silence fell like an anvil.
The two agents who were about to catch me immediately backed away, as if they had just touched something hot.
My mother-in-law blinked.
Once.
Twice.
Then she burst into a nervous laugh.
“A judge? She?” she said, pointing at me. “You’re kidding, I hope! This girl doesn’t even work! She lives on my son’s hooks!”
But no one was laughing.
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