Chapter 11: Formal Indictment Hearing
The courtroom was packed, the air thick with anticipation. Diane sat at the defense table, her face pale, her gaze fixed straight ahead, avoiding mine. [more…]
The courtroom was packed, the air thick with anticipation. Diane sat at the defense table, her face pale, her gaze fixed straight ahead, avoiding mine. [more…]
**Five Years Later** The fluorescent lights in the basement tax office hummed, casting a pale, clinical glow over my cubicle. The air was stale, smelling [more…]