“And then,” the judge continued, his voice thick, “a miracle happened. It came in the form of a public defender. A man who was overworked, underpaid, and assigned to Thomas’s case by pure chance.”
He lifted his hand and pointed directly at me.
“This man. Ruben Ortiz.”
The room was so quiet you could hear the clink of ice melting in a hundred glasses.
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