The word intimidate rolled through the benches in uneasy murmurs as several onlookers shook their heads.
Assistant District Attorney Paul Whitaker stood and added, “Mr. Sloan has a documented history of substance abuse and prior disturbances, and the presence of an organized group affiliated with him raises legitimate concern.”
The bailiff addressed the men at the back and said, “You will remain silent and seated.”
Each man nodded once in acknowledgment without a trace of defiance, and their stillness made them appear even more formidable.
Garrett finally lifted his head, revealing eyes rimmed in red not from anger but from exhaustion and dread.
“Your Honor,” he said in a rough voice, “I asked them to come.”
The room shifted with audible surprise. Rebecca stiffened and her attorney leaned closer to her in disbelief.
“You invited them?” the attorney asked sharply.
“Yes, ma’am,” Garrett replied.
Judge Hodge held her pen midair and asked, “For what purpose?”
