Michael and his team gathered their belongings and quietly exited the courthouse. They walked down the courthouse steps and into the brisk San Francisco air, making their way to the waiting SUV.
The drive back to the hotel was silent, each member of the team lost in their thoughts. Michael stared out the window, seemingly distracted. Bridget, Juliet, and Antoinette exchanged worried glances, sensing the strain on Michael.
Upon arriving at the hotel, they moved quickly through the lobby and into the elevator. Once inside the privacy of their conference room, Michael turned to face his team.
"Listen, everyone," he began exhaustedly. "I appreciate everything you've done today. Your support and hard work have been invaluable. But right now, I need some time alone."
Bridget's eyes widened slightly. "Michael, is everything alright?"
Juliet added, "If there's anything you need, we're here."
Antoinette looked concerned. "Are you sure, Michael?"