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Fourteen Years and a Single Ledger from the Autumn Election

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His face showed no expression, but his shoulders were stiff under his dark charcoal suit.

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Across the carpeted aisle, Raymond Cross polished his wire-rimmed glasses with a white microfiber cloth before laying them flat on the prosecution table.

Judge Colleen Kollar-Kotelly entered the courtroom at exactly ten past ten, the continue reading …

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