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The sentencing

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SERA

“Eighteen years.”

Nwosu said it at twelve forty-seven, coming through the courthouse doors into the corridor with the contained precision she brought to every significant outcome, and the two words landed with the full weight of everything the six weeks of building had been working toward.

Sera had been in the gallery for the full hearing. She had watched Judge Adeyemi-Clarke receive the sentencing submission with the focused attention of a judge who had done the reading and arrived prepar
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