The courthouse steps swarmed with reporters, their cameras flashing like lightning bugs on a summer night. Camille gripped Alexander's hand as they navigated the crowd, eyes forward, faces blank masks against the shouted questions.

"Ms. Kane, how does it feel to face your sister today?"

"Camille! Will you ask for the death penalty?"

"Are you worried about Rose's mental state?"

Alexander's arm formed a shield around her shoulders, guiding her ...