Rome, Italy.
Alliana's pov:
As murmurs and whispers rippled through the courtroom, Carlos turned to me with a questioning look. "Do you think this makes a difference?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. I shrugged my shoulders, uncertain of what impact the latest revelation would have on the outcome of the trial. Before I could offer a response, however, the stern voice of Judge Jensen cut through the chatter.
"Silence!" he commanded, his tone brooking no argument. Immediately, the courtroom fell silent, all eyes turning toward the judge's bench. "Though everything we heard in this USB drive and this letter," Judge Jensen began, his gaze sweeping across the room, "this does not give anybody the right to say anything until I say so."
