Chapter 15 - THE MOTHER’S DEFIANCE
Inside the maximum-security wing of the county jail, Evelyn stewed in her miserable, fluorescent-lit cell.
Her short blonde hair was unstyled, and her orange jumpsuit felt like a straitjacket of absolute failure.
Her defense attorney visited her behind thick plexiglass, shaking his head with professional exhaustion.
"Evelyn, the state has audio, video, forensic proof, and the reopened cold case file on your late husband," the lawyer stated flatly.
"They are pushing for life without parole, or potentially the death penalty depending on federal sentencing guidelines."
"Find a loophole! That's what I pay you millions for!" Evelyn hissed, scratching her fingernails against the glass.
"There are no loopholes when your own daughter records your exact words on a hidden smartphone," the attorney retorted.
He slid a plea agreement across the stainless-steel ledge, advising her that cooperation was her only remaining option.
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Evelyn pushed the papers away with violent contempt, refusing to accept that her reign of absolute control was over.
She truly believed she was smarter than the law, right up until the moment reality crushed her illusions.
