Electra sits on one of the three concrete garden benches stationed outside the courthouse. Her expression is gloomy. The session is on recess for an hour.
Lately, she loves open spaces, fresh air. It gives her a sense of calm. A reminder as to what peace feels like even though it's only a momentary illusion.
She glances to her side as someone comes to join her.
Irene.
Electra scoots to the side. The bench is spacious enough for two people.
Irene sits and sucks in air loudly. “You found a nice spot.” She remarks.
Electra half-smiles.
“You good?” Irene asks.
Electra tuts. “That didn't go well in there.”
“That's just one piece of evidence. There are others and they won't all go against Nikas, trust me.”
Electra turns to face Irene. “Can we make a case from what happened the other
