Chapter 10 - Dawn at the Courthouse
The sun crested over the county courthouse steps at 7:00 AM, casting long, sharp shadows across the stone plaza as I walked up the steps side-by-side with Mark, who had discharged himself against doctor's orders to be there.
Chloe was still sleeping under the care of the hospital nurses, but she was safe. Our home was secured. And the people who had tried to tear our lives apart were about to face the full weight of the law.
As the glass courthouse doors slid open, a pair of bailiffs led my sister out from the secure holding transport.
She looked smaller today, stripped of her designer coat, wearing a standard orange jumpsuit with her wrists chained together. When she saw me standing in the foyer alongside Mark and the federal prosecutor holding the green ledger, her defiant glare faltered.
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She stopped dead in her tracks, her lips parting as she realized there was no escape left.
“Good morning, sis,” I said quietly, stepping forward into the morning light as the bailiffs forced her to keep moving toward the courtroom.
