Chapter 6 - Handcuffs at the Plaintiff's Table
The courtroom frozen into absolute, breathless silence.
Julian’s mother fainted in the front row of the gallery, hitting the wooden pew with a loud thud. Julian’s high-priced attorney slowly closed his briefcase, stepped two feet away from Julian, and sat down in complete silence, refusing to utter another word.
Judge Thorne’s eyes burned with judicial fury. She slammed her heavy wooden gavel down onto the block with a crack that sounded like a thunderclap.
“Bailiffs! Secure Mr. Vance immediately!” Judge Thorne roared, her voice echoing off the high dark wood panels.
Four armed court officers charged across the well, grabbing Julian’s arms before he could run toward the exit.
“This is a setup! That audio is an AI fake! She forged it!” Julian shrieked, his pristine suit jacket tearing as the officers twisted his arms behind his back. The metal handcuffs clicked tightly around his wrists.
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Evelyn sat on the floor, pulling Noah into a fierce, protective embrace, weeping tears of overwhelming relief against his hair as Julian was slammed face-first against the wooden defense rail.
👉 Read PART 7 to see what forensic evidence was hidden inside the tablet’s second file!
