#Chapter 370 Champagne and Male Strippers

Allen and I filed into the courtroom and sat down while we waited for the DA and the judge. The DA reached his seat at the opposing counsel’s table a moment before the bailiff announced the judge’s arrival. DA Houser sat across the aisle, glaring at me with enough malice that made me glad I was now sitting next to Allen instead of behind him alone. We stood for the judge and then sat again and waited for him to speak. He didn't make us wait for long. “I have researched the character and reputation of the Public Defender’s witness and had Dr. Mancini’s report and the test results verified. They are authentic.” “Therefore, I am dismissing this case with prejudice,” the judge continued. “And I have ordered an investigation into the DA’s office to make sure this type of incident never happens again.” “I object!” DA Houser roared. “My reputation and record are spotless.” “Not quite, Mr. Houser,” the judge said. “This is not the first time a serious miscarriage of justic