The next morning brought bright cold sunlight through the tall windows.
Mark had stayed up all night packing Lily's favorite clothing items.
He took his daughter to his sister's house down the street.
His sister Martha promised to keep Lily safe and happy today.
Mark then drove straight to the legal office downtown early morning.
His divorce lawyer, Arthur Vance, was waiting in the boardroom.
Arthur was an experienced attorney who handled difficult family cases well.
Mark sat down across from him at the long glass table.
He placed the small silver memory drive on the table surface.
Mark: I need emergency sole custody and a fast divorce order.
Arthur: Tell me everything that happened, Mark, from the start.
Mark: My wife was forcing my allergic daughter to eat painful food.
Arthur: Do you have medical records and clear video proof here?
Mark slid the drive across the cold polished glass table top.
Arthur plugged the memory stick directly into his own computer screen.
He watched the video clips with a grave expression on his face.
The experienced attorney shook his head slowly at the clear evidence.
Arthur: This footage is very clear and extremely disturbing to watch.
Mark: Will this be enough to get a court protective order?
Arthur: Yes, a judge will sign an emergency order today.
Mark: I want her out of my suburban house immediately, Arthur.
Arthur: We will file for a temporary restraining order this morning.
Mark felt a massive weight lift slightly off his weary shoulders.
He knew the legal fight ahead would be tough and stressful.
However, protecting his small daughter was his only real priority now.
Arthur printed out several long legal papers for Mark to sign.
Mark signed his name firmly on every single required signature line.
Arthur: The police officer will serve these papers to her today.
Mark: I will be at the house to oversee her departure.
Arthur: Stay calm and let the police handle the process smoothly.
Mark thanked his attorney and walked out to his parked car.
The bright morning sun burned hot against his tired face outside.
He drove back toward his quiet suburban neighborhood with purpose now.
He saw a white police cruiser parked near his residential driveway.
Two local officers were already walking toward his bright front porch.
Mark pulled up and stepped out of his navy corporate car.
It was time to take his home back once and for all.
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