Noa (October)

Book 2 | Chapter One

[Content Warning: discussion of tragedy and trauma; some minor violence]

NOTE: if you already read the "sneak peek", there's only a few changes between this version and that one. Don't worry, though; there's more coming rather soon...

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Book 2 is with the line editor

Exactly what it says on the tin. Book 2 is in the line editor's hands.

I am tentatively targeting a start date of October 14, 2025 for Book 2 to start posting. If line edits reveal some edits needing a tad longer, the start date will instead be October 21.

Amicus patr...

THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH! | Book 2 Sneak Peek

So, I wanted to thank y'all for being super patient with me regarding Book 2's writing. I had an absolutely awful bit of writer's block combined with the day job deciding to shit in my cheerios for about a month and a half now, and I am only seeing the lightened workload at the end of the tunnel ...

Status Update — What's Next?

You know, I'd been meaning to write this up for the last 2 weeks, and I figured a brief lull in a (finally back to a regular-size docket) workday was the perfect opportunity to do so.

First thing's first, though — I'd like to give all of you who've decided to show your support an incredib...

Why did that happen?… odd

So uh, Chapter 29 got double-posted for some reason. Which is very odd.

No, I don’t know what caused it, nor do I have the ability to easily remove one because I’m on my phone at the office. Just, uh… ignore it, for now? I’ll edit one to have (accidental double post) on ...

Chapter Twenty-Nine

I didn’t usually miss my time in Japan. It’s hard, feeling nostalgic for such an unstable time in my life, with some of the highest highs competing against a larger amount of the lowest lows, all combined with the ever-present worry that I might wake up one day to a prison sentence, or worse....

Intermission | Can’t Ask, Won’t Tell

April 30, 2020

Megan Barnes hadn’t exactly complained when the position of Staff Judge Advocate fell in her lap. It was, after all, the exact kind of position she’d been working towards for the past decade.

She just hadn’t expected to receive t...

Chapter Twenty-Eight

My boss’s secretary waved me into her office within thirty seconds of me arriving at the door. I gave Charlie a smile and a brief thanks, making a mental note to email him after this asking where he’d gotten his nails done because wow that was a pretty set of colors. Regardless, I pu...

Chapter Twenty-Seven

The defense was not, in fact, ready to put on its case in chief that afternoon. They instead requested a meeting in chambers that afternoon, where they put forth a motion to dismiss the current trial and allow us to refile in separate suits, alleging that there were irreconcilable differences bet...

Chapter Twenty-Six

Fatima’s cross-exam went on for another little bit after that, and it would’ve lasted almost a full half hour longer if I hadn’t given her the signal to cut it off. Cross-examination was the point at which far too many attorneys shot themselves in the foot, the same way Fatima had done duri...

Chapter Twenty-Five

The police finally found Mrs. Leslie King at 8:47pm that evening, at an Amtrak station in Kingstree, South Carolina. We’d been assured that she would be extradited back to DC and delivered to the courthouse tomorrow, accompanied by law enforcement personnel at all times. 

In the mean...

Chapter Twenty-Four

“—never worked with an expert witness before, what if I mess up?”

I hadn’t initially wanted to leave for court an hour earlier than usual. But I woke up before my alarm clock went off, and the subsequent quick glance at my phone dashed my plans to run by Yumi’s for a matcha latte ...

Chapter Twenty-Three

“What are you looking for, exactly?” Casey asked. I’d expected him to be looking over my shoulder, but he instead chose to look out from between my ears, and the longer half of his side part was tickling my right ear a little bit.

“Well, partially just trying to get through this abs...

Chapter Twenty-Two

“How did we not know about the fire alarm?”

We’d gone and grabbed lunch at an upscale French-style bistro right next to the court. I’d invited our next witness to join us and eat on the firm’s dime, but the fire marshal decided he’d spend another hour working and just meet us at...

Break Week Extra | Foxfire Q&A

Yes, yes, this is supposed to be the RR+Amicus break week. But you know what? I feel like y'all could do with a little something fun. A bit of a "thank you" for your support that goes beyond just giving advance chapters.

And, well. That last little bonus I gave y'all for my birthda...

Chapter Twenty-One

[CONTENT WARNING: Traumatized person speaks about trauma that they endured.]

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“If you would please identify yourself for the record?”

The first day of trial had finished on a rather lacklust...

Chapter Twenty

[CONTENT WARNING | discussion on the effects and methods of systemic racism; if it makes you uncomfortable, good]

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Two weeks is not a lot of time in the grand scheme of things. But when you’re facing a deadline, two weeks can pas...

Amicus Patrons — Slight Delay on Today’s Chap

Hi folks;

So, um… I kinda crashed out early last night, thanks to alarm adjustments to account for daylight savings time meaning I got very little sleep Saturday —> Sunday night. Thanks to that, I forgot to schedule the chapter to go live while I was at the office.

I’ll get ...

Chapter Nineteen

[Content Warning: N/A]

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I hit the ground running the instant I got into the firm. Conference room? Booked. Records? Checked. The most important document? Tracked down and filed with the judge. Emails to Julio, Fatima, and Casey (if he wanted to join aft...