CHAPTER 98 THE VERDICT RETURNS

Victory did not exactly show up with cheer or fireworks. Instead, it arrived like a correction, quiet, precise, and a little cold. The meeting Lynda had asked for was set for noon, in a place that felt almost clinical: glass walls, everything under control. She got there early, naturally. It wasn't really about punctuality anymore; she just didn't trust timing to hold the reins for her.

Oliver was right at her side, watchful but not saying much.

‘’You are sure ...