One week later
“No,” Sarah said, her voice pure steel. “Noah will not testify to what he saw the night of my attack. That’s non-negotiable.”
“Sarah,” Felicia Mendez said, trying to be patient with her client. “He’s our only witness.”
“And he’s autistic. You really think the defense isn’t going to torture him on the stand? Question him until he cracks, gets hysterical? Maybe even hurts himself?” She shook her head. “No way. This is my decision, and my answer is no.”
“So what are you saying?” Felicia asked. “You don’t want to take this to trial?”
“Can we even take it to trial?” Sarah said. “Noah isn’t going to be seen as a strong witness, and I have almost no memory of what happened. What do we even have to show in the way of evidence, besides the physical?”
“Your memory of that night
