Chapter 15 - The Legal Battle Lines Form
The courtroom of the Federal District Court was packed to capacity as Judge Harrison took his seat behind the high mahogany bench.
Eleanor sat at the defense table flanked by two court-appointed attorneys who looked thoroughly defeated before the trial even began.
The prosecutor opened with the damning audio recording retrieved from beneath the tablecloth at the ill-fated family dinner.
The courtroom speakers echoed Eleanor’s cold, calculating voice plotting the poisoning scheme for everyone in attendance to hear.
Murmurs of shock rippled through the public gallery as the jury members absorbed the sheer malice of the defendant's actions.
Eleanor stared straight ahead, refusing to make eye contact with the reporters or the former relatives sitting in the gallery.
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She knew her legal team had no defense against the digital footprint, the lab reports, and the eyewitness confessions.
The trial was expected to last less than a week before handing down the inevitable maximum sentence.
