Present Day - Tuesday Morning
The courthouse steps are a sea of cameras and microphones, reporters jostling for position like sharks sensing blood in the water.
Aria sits in the back row of the courtroom gallery, Marcus beside her, both of them watching the final act of a drama that began in their marriage.
Leon stands before the judge in an orange jumpsuit, his shoulders hunched, looking nothing like the confident CEO who once commanded boardrooms and charity galas.
Prison has aged him. Or maybe accepting responsibility has.
"The defendant will rise for sentencing."
Judge Catherine Morrison's voice cuts through the murmur of the packed courtroom.
Leon stands on unsteady legs, his lawyer's hand on his elbow for support.
"Mr. Hart, you have been found guilty on seventeen counts of s
