As the hearing began, Judge Moore questioned Keller about inconsistencies in his report. Her questions were clear, her tone professional — yet each one seemed to strip away what was left of his arrogance.
He stumbled over his words, his earlier bravado replaced by visible unease. The same man who had mocked her confidence now found himself standing small under her steady gaze.
He had.
By the end of the session, the once-smug officer could barely meet her eyes. When the court adjourned and the others left, he lingered behind, shifting nervously as he approached the bench.
“Your Honor… Judge Moore,” he began, his voice shaking. “I need to apologize.”
She regarded him quietly. “Apologize for what, Officer Keller?”
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