Chapter 3 - The Declassification
The piercing wail of the fire alarms sent the entire courtroom into an absolute panic.
Reporters and civilians scrambled toward the exits, shoving each other out of the way to escape.
The corrupt agent lost his clear line of sight on me as terrified people ran between us.
I used the chaos to dive under the heavy wooden defense table just as a bullet shattered the wood above me.
The clock on the wall finally struck exactly twelve noon.
My attorney’s laptop pinged loudly over the screaming alarms, signaling an incoming encrypted email.
He crawled under the table next to me and opened the message with trembling hands.
The United States Department of Defense had officially declassified my entire twelve-year operational file.
He read the summary aloud, confirming my rank, my combat deployments, and my classified commendations for extreme bravery.
I told my lawyer to connect his laptop to the courtroom's main digital projector immediately.
Before he could plug the cable in, Caleb kicked the defense table over with violent force.
My brother held a heavy brass fire extinguisher, his face twisted into a mask of pure hatred.
He swung the heavy metal cylinder downward, smashing the laptop screen into a thousand useless pieces.
Caleb laughed breathlessly, claiming that I was completely out of options and out of time.
He ordered the corrupt agent to secure the main doors so nobody could leave the room alive.
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The mercenary locked the heavy oak doors from the inside and turned around with a sinister smile.
Then, the massive glass windows on the left side of the courtroom completely shattered inward.
