Chapter 11 - The Fall in Court
Six months later, the federal courthouse in Manhattan was packed with reporters and photographers.
Grant Whitmore walked down the central aisle toward the defendant’s table. He no longer wore his dark navy designer suit. His hair was messy, his jaw covered in unkempt stubble, and his cheap, off-the-rack grey suit hung loosely on his thin frame.
Across the courtroom sat Claire. She looked radiant in a crisp white tailored blazer, her long brown hair cascading elegantly over her shoulders. She didn't look at him with anger, nor with hatred.
She looked at him with absolute, icy indifference.
Natalie Vale sat two seats down from Grant in an orange jumpsuit, her eyes sunken and her blonde hair dull. Her high-priced defense attorneys had abandoned her after her personal bank accounts were seized.
The judge slammed his gavel down, bringing the courtroom to absolute silence.
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“In the matter of the United States v. Grant Whitmore and Natalie Vale,” the judge declared, his voice booming through the speakers.
👉 Read PART 12 to hear the judge’s final sentence!
