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I was glad I still had my hair braided. That wind 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.
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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
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