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would have blown it all over the place. I always braided my hair when
Keith was away. I just hadn't felt like unbraiding it. The shuttle took
me the short distance to the main court building. Through the observation
windows I could see hundreds of soldiers milling around outside. "The
Harrison case is drawing a lot of attention," my driver said. "Do you
want me to walk you in?" "No, it's okay. I'll be alright," I said with
a quick nod. "Hey, why don't you wear Keith's gold bars? Those soldiers
would respect that." Keith's captain's bars were attached to a black
armband. I carried the armband everywhere I went, but I had never put
it on. It just didn't feel right. "Good luck," my driver said as I closed
the shuttle door. The soldiers could see me as I walked to the building
and they each focused their attention my way. Sergeants, corporals,
and privates; they looked at me with their expressionless faces and
distant eyes. These were fighters, not desk soldiers. "Pine rider!"
I heard one say in disgust. I let the insult pass and continued through
security, and to my office. My young assistant was waiting for me with
a fresh pot of coffee. "Trial resumes in ten minutes, "Alex said with
an anxious voice. "Did you write your summation? Are you ready to close?
Hey, you don't look so good." Was I ready? No I wasn't ready, but even
a child like Alex could win this case. Did I have a summation? I didn't
need one. All I had to do was sit down. "Are you going to call any more
witnesses?" Alex asked. "You don't need to. You've already proved he's
guilty." "We all know he's guilty, but why? Why would he act that way?"
I asked more to myself than to Alex. "It doesn't matter. Under the law,
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