I stood up and walked to the mirror. I slipped my black jacket on, adjusting the Medal of Freedom on my lapel. The metal felt heavy, no longer a burden, but an anchor. I possessed the one thing that could obliterate Grant’s defense. But pulling this trigger wouldn’t just send my brother to prison. It would incinerate the very foundation of my family. It would destroy them all.
I didn’t just feel ready. I felt absolute.
I grabbed the silver USB drive off the desk and walked out the door.
Chapter 5: The Eruption
The atmosphere in the courtroom was thick, the air practically humming with tension when the bailiff called us to order. The jury filed in, their faces tight and expectant. They were waiting for the tragic climax of a family drama. They were waiting for the broken daughter to finally crack under the weight of her own delusions.