The courtroom, filled with neighbors, reporters, and weary officials, buzzed with whispers. This was the boy who had broken into homes, stolen cars, and laughed in the face of the police. This was his third arrest in a single year, and yet here he was, swaggering as if the law had no hold on him.
Judge Alan Whitmore, a man with decades of experience, watched Ryan approach the defendant’s table. He had presided over hardened criminals and tearful first-time offenders. He had seen remorse and denial, desperation and hope. But Ryan’s arrogant grin was something different.
A Mockery of the Court
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