A Way Out?
Outside the court, the air was thick with tension. Olivia and Gen stood under the shadow of the T-Max building, the weight of the day's events pressing heavily on them.
The full moon hung in the sky like a merciless watcher, casting long shadows across the vast parking lot. Olivia's mind raced with the possible outcomes and strategies they could employ, while Gen's simmering anger was barely contained beneath the surface.
"This doesn't look good, Olivia," Gen muttered, her fists clenched tightly. "That footage, Samuel's testimony, Target's speech... it's all stacking up against Ezra."
Olivia nodded, her calm exterior hiding the storm of worry inside of her. "I know. We need to find a way to counter all of this. The footage was one thing. Proving it is doctored? That's another matter. And Samuel's testimony, even though it was under hypnosis, adds weight to their case. We have to find something else. Something new."