#Chapter 207: Courtroom Showdown

As I entered the courthouse, the atmosphere was charged with tension. Reporters jostled for positions, their cameras capturing every nuance, every expression on my face as I marched up the steps. The gravity of the situation sank in, and I steeled myself for what lay ahead. Jane awaited me inside with a look of resolve. I handed her Linda's victim statement, which she had faxed over to me that morning. Just from reading over it, I could tell it would be a powerful testimony of the horrors she had endured. "We're ready for this, Evie," Jane said, her voice steady. "And if all else fails, at least we got people to think.” I nodded, gripping the statement tightly. Linda's courage gave me strength. I certainly did feel like a lawyer then, representing the voiceless. The courtroom doors swung open, and we stepped inside. The sight that greeted me was overwhelming. The space was not just occupied by the usual legal personnel but also by the prying eyes of the public. Cameras were mounte