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Doreen was relatively calm, for now. She was tired but willing to continue.
"Your honor, Mr. Prosecutor, Mr. Templeman, if it means anything, I would just like to get his over with, at least my part," she stated, "I don't know that I can mentally prepare myself for this twice."
The robed man in the back was watching her closely, taping his finger on his boot which was crossed over his leg. He was straight faced for now but inside, was beginning to boil. For the time, he was hiding it well.