Chapter 7 - The Verdict and the Reckoning

The jury deliberated for less than two hours.
When the foreman stood to read the verdict, the tension in the courtroom was absolute.
Guilty.
Guilty of felony assault with a deadly weapon, conspiracy to commit grand larceny, and reckless endangerment.
Vivian Hartley stared straight ahead, her face turning the color of ash as the handcuffs were locked securely around her wrists. The judge threw the book at her, citing the premeditated nature of the greed and the horrific vulnerability of the victim. She was sentenced to twelve years without the possibility of early parole.
Kelsey received a lesser sentence of three years probation and mandatory community service for her cooperation in testifying against the financial network, though the social and professional fallout had already effectively exiled her from polite society in Southern California.
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As the bailiff led Vivian away, she turned her head, locking eyes with me one last time from across the courtroom. There was no remorse in her gaze—only a cold, hollow bitterness.
I didn't flinch. I simply looked back, my hand resting safely over the pocket where a small, framed photo of my daughter, Lily, now rested.