impersonal drone that cut throu
ghter, two counts, this court finds
re you can' t see. I stood there, frozen in my cheap suit, the one my public defender had bro
ound O
usiness suit, her hair pulled back perfectly. But her face was a mask of cold disappointment. Her e
rother, L
moved, just slightly, covering Olivia' s where it rested on her lap. She didn' t pull away. She let
rents were gone, killed in the very accident I was now convicted of causing, and in the
. Ha
ldhood friend and my court-appointed lawyer,
n. We' ll appeal.
her back completely as the bailiffs approached me, their hands reaching for my arpeople cried, and a guard watched everything with bored eyes. I sat on the har
ed out of place in her professional attire, a beac
ss from me, her e
shot, Ethan. I' m not
the table betwe
nly word I c
hy. "She' s not returning my calls. Her firm sent a courier
nvicted of a double homicide was not part of her five-year plan. She was pragmatic.
asked, my voice
said carefully. "He' s... been
that sounded like rocks grind
an, listen to me. I know you. I' ve known you since we w
had felt since the verdict. I lo
p me, Sara
efender, my access is limited. There are things I can' t do, filings I can' t make.
sked, desperate for
rry
certain I had m
I gain legal standing that a public defender doesn' t have. I can access records, file motions on y
etermined eyes, I saw a lifeline. She was the only person left in the world who believed in me.
d tasting strange. "Okay
nly witnesses were a guard and Sarah' s paralegal. She wore a simple dress, and I wore my
rs, she kept
the investigators she hired, the leads she chased. Each one ended in a dead end, a brick wall. The evidence Liam had so care
were denied
ressions, to know when to walk away from a fight. I got into a few, one ugly one with an inmate named Jake who s
e was left after the legal fees, assuring me it was safe. She was the anchor that kept me from drifting away completely. I loved her for it.
law in the chain of custody for a key piece of evidence. A t
. Sarah was there, waiting. I pulled her into a hug, burying my face in her
I whispered.
" she said, her voic
a successful venture capitalist. He and Olivia were married, living in a mansion, their pictures splashed across soci
hing I had
came to me in tears, her face pale with panic. Her family' s sm
lot of it. The auditors are coming next week. My
' t bear to see her suffer. With my software background and a natural
ooks," I told her gen
action histories. I found the discrepancy. It was a sophisticated embezzlement s
arah, she broke
investments. She was going to pay it back. If this comes out, she' ll
pleading. "There' s no way to hide
iven me back my life. Her mother, who had always been kind to me, was facing ruin. I
heavy, but right. "I' ll say I did it
r tears stopping. "Et
ou. For your family. You saved
d ex-convict with access to the company' s books. I didn'
e. But I held onto the thought of Sarah and her gratit
ng for me at the gates. Sarah had told me it would be too suspicious for her to be there. I understood. I took a
go. The house was quiet. I walked through the kitchen, my heart pou
nd her
face, ready to walk in.
voice strained. "Are you sure this is a
a tone I had never heard her use. It sent a chill down my spine. "Liam need
d Liam have t
id. "That waiver. If he knew he was signing away any
we got married. She' d said they were standard legal forms, giving her a
"He was so grateful. So trusting. It was almost too easy. He had no idea the only reason I married him was to become the victim' s
aned against the wall t
e of you for it," her mother said
e was driving drunk. He called me that night, panicking. I told him what to do. How
, every letter, every visit for fourteen years... it all replayed in m
iam had kille
oman I had gone to prison for, not o
ect of my destruction f
' t breathe. The weight of fourteen stolen years, of two prison
t know where I was going. All I knew was that I had to get away. I tore
was a carefully constructed cage. And I had