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All rise. The judge Mallory enters the courtroom, not making eye contact with anyone, and sits going over his papers.
He is a very handsome, the most handsomest, with salt and pepper hair and wolf eyes as blue as lightning.
Mallory stares gravely at the grisly photos of a car blown up sky high in engulfing flames. A bright bonfire.
Next to them is a portrait of the world-famous Olympic swimmer and gold medalist Irene Terrell. Her eyes scream.

The people seat again. Kevin King the prosecutor checks his white gold Rolex and tugs at his charcoal gray suit.
He is bald and fat, with a wart on his chin. Scowling and chewing spearmint gum. The King has never lost a case.

The defendant is ushered into the room, shackled in orange. The husband of the slain Olympic swimmer. Mr. Arnold Terrell.
He is a giant with a nasty scar running down the middle of his pale face. While his colorless eyes are glassy, they are foggy.
Arnold is alone, waiting for his lawyer, with daggers staring down his back. Doors open. Susana Brasher hurries to his side.
She twists her black hair in a bun and taps the table with maroon nails. She is stiff, unable to relax around people's seething glares.

The jury wait as the judge slams the gavel. "Order, order. All right. The Terrell matter."


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"Order, order. All right. The Terrell matter."
The judge slams the gavel. ​

Mr. King asks: "I would like to approach the bench."
The Court: "Sure."

(A conference was held at the bench, not reported. A brief pause.)

The Court: "All right, thank you, counsel. All right, Ms. Brasher, again, good morning."

"Yes," Ms. Brasher nods. "My client is present with documents of an in camera hearing as we discussed."

"What is the volume of the material you have today?"

"Very brief, easily reviewed. Just a couple minutes with each witness."

(They play the first video.)

IT IS DOLLREE SMITH sitting on-screen.

"Make sure you speak into the mike and nothing is covering it. Okay, we hear you great.
So, Ms. Dollree Smith, tell us everything that happened to you on January 17th of 2018,
before and during your visit to the Richmond Gym? Every detail matters, no matter how small."
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