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Chapter Eight

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The morning of the first hearing, I wake up at five.

Not because my alarm goes off. Because my eyes just open, like my body knew before my mind caught up to what today was.

I lie in the dark for exactly one minute.

Then I get up.

I had laid out my outfit the night before. Black suit, clean lines, white blouse. Heels that add two inches but don't slow me down. I iron out a wrinkle I find near the jacket sleeve, brush my hair back, keep the earrings small and gold. Simple. Sharp. sensible heels
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