Damian's POV

The courtroom had gone quiet, and tensed in a way that felt different from before. Not the respectful quiet that followed a judge’s entrance, and definitely not the tense silence that came before testimony.

This was the kind of quiet that arrived when people sensed something irreversible was about to happen.

Damian sat rigid in his seat, his attention fixed on the large screen mounted to the wall beside the judge’s bench. Reed stood a few feet away, calm on the surface, ...