Philip paused for a moment, choosing his words carefully. "Ms. Hackett, it's hard to say right now, but considering the charges-stealing critical trade secrets from a competitor and kidnapping-he's looking at a minimum of ten years."

Honestly, it could be worse. He knew sharing that would only heighten her anxiety.

Wren had turned even paler, her voice shaking. "If we get a letter of forgiveness, will that help with a lighter sentence?

Philip shook his head. "It wouldn't make much of a difference."

"Alright. I understand. Mr. Higham, please do everything you can to save him. Otherwise, his life will truly be over," Wren pleaded.

"I'll try my best, Ms....