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kicked the windows to no avail. Thinking quickly, Hanz ran to the Maybach and grabbed a crow bar. By the time he smashed the windows to the Jag, it was too late. Larisse was gone.
    *****
    Daniel paced the courtroom. His normally light brown skin was almost pale. The trial was taking a toll on him. He was questioning his actions and wondering if they would pay off and be appreciated. He finally settled in his seat as his colleague made his way towards him. He noticed a member of his team walking towards him with concern and frustration on his face.
    “That’s it, she’s off!” Ronnie said exasperated and dropping a folder on the desk.
    Daniel stared at him in wonderment, “What do you mean? Who are you talking about?”
    Ronnie looked at him defeated. “Madame J. Agent Braxton is nowhere to be found. All the recordings, tapes and photos…gone! Judge Florentino passed away earlier, a heart attack everyone assumes.” Ronnie shook his head. “Un-fucking-believable! I feel like I’m in a movie and we can’t get no wins with this lady.”
    Daniel stared at Ronnie baffled then thought about the next step. Another Judge would be put on the case; would Jani’rah still stand a chance?

00:5:59
    Jani’rah walked over to her lawyer and glanced around the courtroom, she nodded at a few people she recognized and ignored the rest. He whispered something in her ear and Jani’rah stared at him in disbelief. She looked around one last time and got out of her seat; she stood smiling, knowing she was a free woman. Another judge entered the courtroom and took a seat, Jani’rah grinned widely at the familiar face it was the face of Judge Lobank, who was another client of Jani’rah’s. Lobank made a statement about the untimely death of Judge Florentino before informing everyone that there would be a continuance in the trial to a later date when it could be retried again before a new judge if the State still wanted to proceed with the trial from the beginning. Jani’rah looked over at District Attorney Daniel Morrow and a frown took over her face. He was the one that ultimately would seal her fate and take away her freedom.
    When she heard about him taking the case, she was asked by her team what should be done with him. She said nothing in response. She couldn’t see herself offing the only other person that genuinely cared for her besides her parents. He stared back at her, she could still see love in his eyes; she returned a cold stare though. Fuck that! I should’ve murked his ass along with everyone else trying to bring me down. She focused her attention on the jury. She recognized at least four faces. This was too easy for her, almost unreal! What happened to the last witness though ? She thought to herself, she never had a chance to discover who else turned their back on her. She heard the judge mention Agent Braxton, but Jani’rah had no idea who that was. She wasn’t complaining; she would once again leave a free woman. She made a mental note to keep her circle tight and no more new hires for a while. As the last remarks were made, Jani’rah stood to leave. She had no reason to be there any more, they couldn’t hold her.
    Daniel made his way towards the elevators and walked in, he pressed the button for the main level and the doors began to shut.
    “Hold the elevator please!” Jani’rah quickly entered and looked at Daniel then rolled her eyes.
    “Jani’rah, please.”
    “Please what? Listen to the man that was ready to throw the book at me?”
    “It wasn’t like that. I was under pressure from my boss and colleagues!”
    Jani’rah laughed. “So much for having a mind of your own.”
    “Listen girl, I did what I could; it’s not a coincidence everyone disappeared.”
    “So you think I had something to do with that too?”
    Daniel looked at her seriously, “I know you did, I watched you set it up. The poison you inserted in the syringe would’ve been traced. I replaced it with a tiny syringe with

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