CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND SEVEN – THE ORCHESTRATOR
The weeks following Kayla's arrest plunged them both into a vortex of legal proceedings and strategizing offensive maneuvers. Lance made good on his oath, retaining a formidable defense team to forcefully combat the prosecuting team's case against her.
"This is a witch hunt, plain and simple," Kayla's lead counsel declared in a heated meeting. "Whoever fabricated that 'evidence' implicating Mrs. Storm is skilled, I'll give them that. But we'll shred their so-called proof to pieces on the stand."
Lance's jaw was set in a hard line. "I want the full force of your expertise unleashed. Dig into every shred of data, every tampered record used to construct this frame job. I don't care what stones need overturning – we will expose the truth."
"Understood, Mr. Storm." The lawyer made a note. "And what about identifying the actual culprit? You've made it clear you suspect this...Eleanor Gray is the orchestrator."
Kayla felt Lance's penetrating stare and straightened. "I'm certain of it. Tha

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