Chapter 14 - The Trial Of The Mercer Syndicate
Six months later, the federal courthouse in Alexandria, Virginia, was packed with reporters, television crews, and financial journalists.
Julian, Teresa, Richard, and Serena sat at the long defense table, all wearing dark blue prison jumpsuits, their arrogant postures completely destroyed.
Teresa looked twenty years older, her hair graying, her skin pale, her eyes fixed on the floor in absolute, humiliating defeat.
I walked up to the witness stand wearing an immaculate black suit, my head held high, my face clear of any bruises, looking radiant and powerful.
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For two hours, I presented my testimony, walking the judge and jury through five years of emotional abuse, financial theft, and physical violence.
When I finished my statement, the jury took less than twenty minutes to return thirty-four unanimous guilty verdicts across all counts.
