Chapter 32: The Disbarment and the Shackles
Victoria Stone stood before the judicial podium with her hands resting on the blue folder, letting her recitation of Section 92 echo against the plaster ceiling. The silence inside Courtroom 4 was heavy, thick with the scent of rain-soaked overcoats and stale coffee from the media benches. Gideon Sterling remained frozen against the wooden railing of the plaintiff's table, his fingers clawing at the polished oak while sweat ran in dark rivulets down his temples, soaking his collar into a limp rag.
The side door behind the elevated witness box swung inward with a dull wooden thud.
Captain Ronald Meyer stepped into the chamber wearing a dark federal trench coat over his pressed service uniform, his gold shield catching the halogen chandeliers ab
