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69. Bail Hearing

Author: Sarah Raymond
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-24 04:27:51

He looked at me the way someone might look at gum stuck to their shoe. His mouth pulled tight, his eyes cold as they moved from my legs swallowed by Lucien’s shoes, to the expensive jacket drowning me, to my tangled hair.

Judge Raymond Caldwell.

I’d seen that expression before—on my mother when I disappointed her, on precinct guards who thought I was a spoiled rich girl begging for special treatment.

This man had already decided I was guilty.

Miranda stood beside me, her hand brushing my elbow in a quiet attempt at comfort. Across the aisle, the prosecution team watched me like sharks scenting blood.

“All rise,” the bailiff announced, though we were already standing.

Judge Caldwell settled back in his chair like a man preparing to deliver a verdict he’d written in advance.

“Miss Sterling, you’re charged with vehicular manslaughter. How do you plead?”

“Not guilty, Your Honor,” Miranda answered before I could.

"Mm." The sound was dismissive. He looked down at the papers in front of him.
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