Tuesday morning dawned crisp, clear, and breathtakingly cold over the ancient spires of Geneva. With the evidentiary hearing at the Palais de Justice scheduled for two o'clock in the afternoon, Julian insisted that Ava step away from the legal briefs for a single hour. Dressed in tailored wool coats and leather gloves, escorted at a discreet distance by two plainclothes Swiss security officers, they walked across the historic Pont des…
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