Victoria brought her whole team. She had an associate—Carrie Landon, I think—and a man and a woman who looked to be in their mid-forties. I wasn’t sure what their role was but they’d been passing notes to Victoria the whole time she was questioning jurors. The man’s head had been buried in a laptop while the woman had been making furious notes on a tablet with a stylus. The judge had three fabric chairs in front of his desk and a sagging couch on one wall. Victoria, Carrie, and I took chairs while Dan stood off to one side. The man and the woman hesitated, then took a step toward the couch. “I
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