“I keep thinking about Roma’s jury selection,” Juniper said after another hour had passed, her voice barely above a whisper. “The way he crafted that pool from the southern counties, how he played on their fears about security concerns…” She rubbed her temples. “And that moment with Linda Roberts’ testimony - the damage that did…”

Daniel shifted closer, his shoulder brushing hers. “We recovered from that. Your redirect was masterful.”

“But was it enough?” Juniper’s attention caught on a student who was attempting to silently stretch her cramped muscles in the gallery. As she extended her arms, the student muttered under her breath, “Three hours already…”