The courthouse steps were a hive of flashing cameras. Reporters shouted questions, microphones thrust forward like weapons as the heavy doors opened. Flashes popped in staccato bursts, a low rumble of voices rolling across the marble plaza.
As they got out of the car, David was momentarily taken aback by the scene. Sure, there had been a frenzy online about the case, but he hadn't expected this level of attention.
He turned to glance at Erisia, who had walked around the car to join him. She showed no surprise—calm and composed, as if she were only a spectator.
She really has changed. He remembered how introverted and reclusive she'd been when she first arrived at their home. Now, there was none of that in her bearing.
Looking up at the courthouse, David thought this was the best outcome. With so much public attention, the Hoffmans wouldn't be able to pull any quiet strings.
