The sunlit courtyard of the artisan coffee roastery smelled of roasted Ethiopian beans and coastal ozone. Glass walls reflected the midday glare, illuminating Ethan as he strode toward my table. His tailored navy jacket was unbuttoned, his tie loosened just enough to

The Grand Ballroom of the San Diego Yacht Club was a cathedral of high-society opulence. Floor-to-ceiling glass paneling looked out over a marina filled with multi-million-dollar yachts, while crystal chandeliers cast warm, golden light across two hundred

The process server stepped back, leaving the thick, red-stamped stack of emergency court injunctions resting against Ethan’s chest like a lead weight.

For three seconds, the grand ballroom of the San Diego Yacht Club went completely silent.