Nina: Saw the news. Are you okay? Do you need anything?
I texted back quickly.
Me: I'm fine. Bail was denied. She stays in jail.
Nina: Good, she deserves it. Call me if you need to talk.
Me: Will do. Thanks.
I set my phone down and leaned back against Julian. "Nina checking in?" he guessed.
"Yeah," I said. "Being supportive."
"That's good," Julian replied.
His phone rang and he pulled it out, glancing at the screen. "My lawyer," he said. "About the trial prep."
"Answer it," I told him.
Julian took the call, discussing something about witness lists and evidence.
I half-listened, my mind already moving forward, the preliminary hearing was in three weeks, then eventually a trial. Vanessa would spend months in jail waiting.
Julian finished his call and set his phone aside.
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