The courtroom fell silent as Ashley, the young woman on crutches, made her way to the front. Her presence was unexpected, an intruder in what seemed to be a foregone conclusion. The judge, curious and slightly skeptical, allowed her to speak.
“What kind of proof do you have?” the judge inquired, her voice tinged with both authority and intrigue.
Ashley carefully produced a smartphone from her pocket. “I was visiting a friend across the street and happened to be filming on my phone when the incident occurred. The footage captures everything.”
