The jury deliberated for six hours.
I spent them in Liam's apartment, pacing. Unable to eat. Unable to sit still. Harper tried to distract me with movies, with conversation, with anything. Nothing worked.
"They're taking too long," I said for the hundredth time.
"Six hours isn't long for a case this complex," Marcus said via video call. "They have multiple charges to consider. Embezzlement. Fraud. Conspiracy. It takes time."
"What if they can't agree? What if it's a hung jury?"
"Then we try again. But Vi, that's not going to happen. The evidence is overwhelming." Marcus checked his phone. "I'll call the moment I hear anything."
After he hung up, Harper disappeared into Liam's office. Said she had work to catch up on. I knew she was lying—she was investigating something. She always go
