When the trial ended, I walked out through the courthouse doors.The rain had stopped. A faint but steady beam of sunlight broke through the clouds. At the bottom of the steps stood a group of familiar faces, Ronney and the rest of the coworkers who'd once claimed at the gala that I'd lost my mind.The moment Ronney saw me, he dropped to his knees in a puddle, muddy water splashing across his face, sobbing."Skye, man, I'm so sorry! Desmond scared the hell out of me. Please, tell the court, tell the industry association, don't let them blacklist us!"My wife just had a baby. If I lose my job, my whole family is finished..."Right behind him, dozens of other coworkers bowed their heads and hunched their shoulders too. Their pleading rose and fell around me, sounding especially jarring against the empty space outside the courthouse.I stopped and looked down at them.In my last life, screaming in despair strapped to that electroshock chair, I'd sworn that if I ever got a second ch
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