Chapter 14 - The Trial
The courtroom was smaller than the chapel.
That helped.
Daniel sat across the room.
I testified.
His attorney challenged my memory.
My motives.
My financial interests.
Exactly as expected.
Then prosecutors displayed the photographs I had taken.
Dated.
Catalogued.
Backed up.
Messages followed.
Recordings.
Financial documents.
The story Daniel had once controlled became evidence he could no longer edit.
When I stepped down, he looked at me.
I felt nothing like the terror I once expected.
Only sadness for the woman I had been.
And pride that she kept collecting evidence even when she was terrified.
Outside, reporters shouted questions.
I gave one answer.
“My life is bigger than what happened to me.”
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Then I walked away.
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