Chapter 7 - THE LAWYER’S HIDDEN PAST
The Accuser wasn't just a lawyer; she was a fixer, a woman whose career was built on destroying people for a price.
She had been hired by a private entity to discredit the officer, to pull her into a public court and force her disclosure.
She didn't know she was being played by both sides, a pawn in a much larger, more dangerous game of chess.
"Who hired you?" the General asked, his question not a suggestion, but a command that demanded an immediate answer.
The Accuser looked at the gallery, her eyes darting like a trapped animal, seeking a way out of the spotlight.
"I... I can't say," she stammered, her voice shaking, her pearl necklace now acting like a noose around her neck.
"You are under subpoena, Counselor," the judge warned, his gavel resting ready in his hand, a threat of immediate contempt.
The Defense Attorney stepped closer, his eyes sharp, his tone cutting through the thick, stagnant air of the room.
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"We have your emails," he revealed, tossing a thick stack of printed messages onto the table with a loud, final thud.
The Accuser collapsed into her chair, her world falling apart in real-time, the secrets of her life laid out for all to see.
