Leonard’s lawyer rose again, desperation tainting his voice. “Your Honor, this is hearsay from a child and a dog! There is no evidence to support—”

“Enough,” Judge Dawson interjected, her tone brokering no argument. “The court will take a recess to consider the testimony given.” She looked at Isla, her gaze steady. “You’ve been very brave today, Isla. Thank you.”

With that, the gavel struck again, signaling the temporary pause of the proceedings. Isla exhaled, a shuddering release of the breath she’d been holding. Moose stood, pressing against her leg, his warm, solid form a reminder of safety.