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    He leads me to the plane, and then I’m running up the stairs. I have a couple of things to take care of, so I’m glad the Corrigan jet I was able to borrow has Wi-Fi. It also has a bedroom, so I can nap, and change. I may have needed this dress this morning, but now I have an entirely different look in mind.

    * * *
    W ayne
    I’m in a different suit as I enter the courtroom this time. The same friends are there, and while I hoped Jeny would make it back in time, I’m just glad she’s not avoiding me. I didn’t think she would, but being alone with my thoughts for almost 72 hours has done a number on me.
    “Are you ready for this?” Alesha asks me.
    “Yes.”
    I stand when the charges against me are read, cringing as I hear the words “sexual assault.” I plead not guilty, and then sit while the D.A. pleads her case.
    “Your honor, I’d first like to admit this photo into evidence, showing that the defendant was with the victim the evening of the assault.”
    We’re shown the picture, and I immediately lean over to whisper in Alesha’s ear. “I remember her now. She was a drunk, and asked me for a picture. I had to hold her up a little, and I told the bartender he should cut her off.”
    “We also have a statement from the bartender, saying that Mr. Preston was hovering over the victim like she was his possession.”
    “The fuck?” I say, louder than intended. The judge glares, and I slouch back into my seat.
    I hear about this woman, Sonia, not remembering how she got back to her room. About how she woke up, and knew someone had sex with her. And about how she was sure it was me, because the hat I was wearing was on the floor in her room.
    “I lost my hat in the lobby when I got mobbed by some fans.” Alesha merely nods, her eyes firmly on the judge.
    “Miss Cordova was sexually assaulted in her vagina, and also sodomized. There was no semen found in either channel, but semen was present on her stomach, indicating that her assailant climaxed outside of her body. Traces of rubber inside of her also indicate that a condom had been used. All of the fluids, hairs, and debris found in and around the victim are currently being analyzed, but the State believes they we be a match from samples taken from Mr. Preston.”
    “Bullshit. Why would I leave evidence like that if I’d done it? Do they think I’m stupid?”
    “Quite possibly, yes. They’re banking on it,” Alesha tells me.
    “The evidence presented is enough for me to feel the charges against Wayne Preston are warranted. We will be taking this to trial,” the judge says, practically sneering at me.
    “We request that you revisit your denial of bail for Mr. Preston. He has ties to this community, and is not a flight risk,” Alesha says, standing.
    “He has the money and the means to disappear,” the prosecutor argues.
    “My client is willing to be placed on house arrest with an anklet to monitor him.”
    “He has no permanent residence, your honor.”
    “I’m not inclined to release you into a hotel, Mr. Preston, but I do believe you could be released with an anklet, and monitoring. Do you have anyone you could stay with?”
    “Yes, he does.”
    I turn and see my girl rushing forward. She’s got on a one-piece black shorts thing with mesh going up the middle, around her waist, and at her wrists. Her red hair is loose, with those sexy bangs of hers covering one eye, and yeah, I am so fucking glad to see her here.
    “Who are you?”
    “Princess Jenysis of Cyndryann to the world, your honor. To you, I’m just Wayne’s girlfriend, Jeny, who rented us a house to stay in.”
    “Princess?”
    “Yes.”
    I force myself to tear my eyes from her to look at the judge again. He’s regarding her thoughtfully, and then he nods. “Very well. Provide the address to the court, and we’ll get things started. Court is adjourned.”
    I turn to Jenysis, wanting to pull her into my arms, but one of the guards pulls me back.