Day Six of Trial - Closing Arguments
The courtroom was packed. Every seat filled, reporters jammed against the walls, cameras positioned to catch every moment. This was it—the final battle before the jury decided.
I'd barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I imagined the verdict. Guilty. Prison bars slamming shut. Years stolen.
"You ready?" Marcus asked as we took our seats.
"No. But let's do this anyway."
Judge Reeves entered, and we rose. The ritual felt different today—heavier, more final.
"Ladies and gentlemen," the judge began, addressing the jury. "You've heard six days of testimony. Now you'll hear closing arguments from both sides. Remember—these arguments are not evidence. They're interpretations of the evidence you've already seen. Your verdict must be based solely on the facts presented, the law as I'll instruct you, and your own judgment. Understood?"
Twelve heads nodded.
"Ms. Morrison, you may proceed."
