Chapter 290
Author: Nathan Emorey
last update2026-09-01 23:20:16

Her father found her by the water fountain, tie loosened, looking older than he had that morning.

"Don't," he said, before she could say anything at all. "Don't ask me if it's going well."

"Dad.."

"I know how it's going, Nina. I've sat in enough courtrooms to read a jury's face by lunch. This one isn't looking at me the way I need it to look at me." He rubbed his eyes, and for a moment the recovering man, the one who'd been getting stronger every week, looked exactly as tired as he had in the h
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    Her father found her by the water fountain, tie loosened, looking older than he had that morning. "Don't," he said, before she could say anything at all. "Don't ask me if it's going well." "Dad.." "I know how it's going, Nina. I've sat in enough courtrooms to read a jury's face by lunch. This one isn't looking at me the way I need it to look at me." He rubbed his eyes, and for a moment the recovering man, the one who'd been getting stronger every week, looked exactly as tired as he had in the hospital bed months ago. "Whitfield is good. Genuinely good. I underestimated how far money like Austin's father's could stretch, even from inside a cell." "Is she actually going to win?" He didn't answer right away, and the silence told her more than any answer could have. "The judge granted a preliminary motion during the break," he said finally, low, controlled, the careful voice of a man forcing calm over something that wanted to be panic. "Nothing final. But it excludes two pieces of p

  • Chapter 291

    Her father found her by the water fountain, tie loosened, looking older than he had that morning."Don't," he said, before she could say anything at all. "Don't ask me if it's going well.""Dad..""I know how it's going, Nina. I've sat in enough courtrooms to read a jury's face by lunch. This one isn't looking at me the way I need it to look at me." He rubbed his eyes, and for a moment the recovering man, the one who'd been getting stronger every week, looked exactly as tired as he had in the hospital bed months ago. "Whitfield is good. Genuinely good. I underestimated how far money like Austin's father's could stretch, even from inside a cell.""Is she actually going to win?"He didn't answer right away, and the silence told her more than any answer could have."The judge granted a preliminary motion during the break," he said finally, low, controlled, the careful voice of a man forcing calm over something that wanted to be panic. "Nothing final. But it excludes two pieces of physica

  • Chapter 290

    Her father found her by the water fountain, tie loosened, looking older than he had that morning."Don't," he said, before she could say anything at all. "Don't ask me if it's going well.""Dad..""I know how it's going, Nina. I've sat in enough courtrooms to read a jury's face by lunch. This one isn't looking at me the way I need it to look at me." He rubbed his eyes, and for a moment the recovering man, the one who'd been getting stronger every week, looked exactly as tired as he had in the hospital bed months ago. "Whitfield is good. Genuinely good. I underestimated how far money like Austin's father's could stretch, even from inside a cell.""Is she actually going to win?"He didn't answer right away, and the silence told her more than any answer could have."The judge granted a preliminary motion during the break," he said finally, low, controlled, the careful voice of a man forcing calm over something that wanted to be panic. "Nothing final. But it excludes two pieces of physica

  • Chapter 289: The Recess

    Her father found her by the water fountain, tie loosened, looking older than he had that morning."Don't," he said, before she could say anything at all. "Don't ask me if it's going well.""Dad..""I know how it's going, Nina. I've sat in enough courtrooms to read a jury's face by lunch. This one isn't looking at me the way I need it to look at me." He rubbed his eyes, and for a moment the recovering man, the one who'd been getting stronger every week, looked exactly as tired as he had in the hospital bed months ago. "Whitfield is good. Genuinely good. I underestimated how far money like Austin's father's could stretch, even from inside a cell.""Is she actually going to win?"He didn't answer right away, and the silence told her more than any answer could have."The judge granted a preliminary motion during the break," he said finally, low, controlled, the careful voice of a man forcing calm over something that wanted to be panic. "Nothing final. But it excludes two pieces of physica

  • Chapter 288: The People Vs. The Governor’s Wife

    The courthouse steps looked like the run-up to an inauguration rather than a criminal trial.News vans lined the block three deep, satellite dishes angled up at a gray morning sky, reporters doing their opening pieces to camera with the courthouse columns framed dramatically behind them. Two other sitting governors had flown in, ostensibly as a show of support for Marcus Delano, though the cameras seemed at least as interested in the fact that they'd come at all as in anything either of them planned to say. A pair of actresses Nina vaguely recognized from something her stepmother used to watch were photographed arriving arm in arm with Martha's side, dressed like they'd mistaken the courthouse for a premiere.That was the thing nobody had quite prepared Nina for. Martha wasn't walking in looking like a woman accused of poisoning her husband. She was walking in looking like a woman who had already decided she'd won, flashing a smile for the cameras, pausing twice to let photographers g

  • Chapter 287: Dear Chicken Boy

    It all clicked into place at once, the way a puzzle does when the last piece finally drops and shows you the whole picture you'd been squinting at sideways for months.The mystery around him. The way he'd never once talked about his past, deflecting every question with a joke or a change of subject. The complete absence of intimidation whenever wealth or power entered a room, like he'd simply never registered either as something to be impressed by. The sudden, staggering shift in his life over recent months. It all made a horrible, elegant kind of sense now.And it explained something else too, something that had been sitting wrong in the back of her mind for weeks without her being able to name it properly. Why Josh, the beehive man from Mycobot, had wanted so badly to know everything about a scholarship kid nobody powerful should have cared about. He knew something, or suspected it, the same shape of suspicion she'd been carrying herself, and he'd come to her because she was the one

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