Chapter 13 - Shadows of the Past
One rainy Tuesday afternoon, while Rebecca was reviewing financial grants in her office, Sarah Linwood walked in, holding a official legal notice from the Department of Corrections.
"Rebecca, I thought you should know," Sarah said cautiously, setting the document on her desk. "Caleb filed an emergency petition for sentence reduction through a civilian appeals court last week."
Rebecca’s brow furrowed slightly, but her hands remained steady as she picked up the paper. "On what grounds?"
"He’s claiming severe post-traumatic stress and unconstitutional evidence gathering during the hospital monitoring," Sarah explained. "His family hired a top appellate lawyer from Washington."
Rebecca sat back in her leather chair, looking out the rain-streaked window at the city skyline. Two years ago, such news would have sent her into a paralyzing panic attack. But today, she felt only a calm, cold resolve.
She stood up, pulling her tailored coat over her shoulders. "Call Jim Miller and our legal team, Sarah. We are attending that appeal hearing in person."
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"Are you sure you want to face him again, Rebecca?" Sarah asked with concern.
"I'm not facing him, Sarah," Rebecca replied with an icy, confident smile. "I'm reminding the court why he belongs behind bars."
