Chapter 4 - Courtroom 2BCourtroom 2B was overflowing.
Reporters lined the walls.
Cameras pointed toward the defense table.
Melissa arrived wearing black silk and diamonds, crying delicately into a lace handkerchief.
Brooklyn wore the same ivory dress from the incident.
She wanted everyone to see herself as the victim.
Callan was absent.
He was recovering in the burn ICU.
The prosecution stood confidently.
Three attorneys from Harrington & Associates sat behind them.
They looked at me as if my fate had already been decided.
Judge Richard Vance entered.
The courtroom fell silent.
The prosecutor stood.
"Your Honor, the defendant represents an ongoing danger to the community—"
David rose.
"Your Honor."
The judge looked toward him.
"We request permission to introduce new evidence."
The prosecutor frowned.
"What evidence?"
David turned toward the projector.
"Video."
The courtroom murmured.
The prosecutor laughed.
"There is no video."
David smiled.
"That's what your clients told you."
He connected the tablet.
The lights dimmed.
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A blue glow appeared across the courtroom wall.
And then the Harrington kitchen appeared.
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