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CHAPTER 403: WHAT HOPE SAID

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The microphones looked like a bouquet of dead flowers. Gray foam. Black plastic. Thrust forward by hands attached to people who wanted blood.

Hope stood at the top of the courthouse steps. The wind whipped her hair across her face, stinging her eyes, but she didn't brush it away. She liked the sting. It felt real.

Behind her, the heavy doors were closed. Inside, the empty defense table sat in the silence of a default judgment. Ten million dollars. A piece of paper that said You Won.

But winning
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