Chapter Five
For the second time in as many days, the Council of Moon Grove stared down at me from their high-backed chairs — one more of which was now empty.
My heart sank at the sight. I kept my eyes locked on my hands clasped tightly in front of me so no one could see them shaking. I wouldn’t have any defenders here today.
The Town Hall was packed with people eager to see me get knocked down a peg or two. After all the people I’d brought to justice, maybe it was right of them to think that way.
Still, before I’d even gotten the summons to appear before the Council that morning I knew it was going to be a media spectacle. I could already see the sensationalized headlines splashed across the front page of Grave Times: Moon Grove’s Golden Girl Tarnished; Star Reporter Falls From Heaven
