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Judge Belittled a Black Woman — Unaware She Had Power Over His Job

Judge Belittled a Black Woman — Unaware She Had Power Over His Job

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Vance was a predator, but he was a smart predator. Something about the way Alicia was standing, the absolute lack of fear in her eyes, the deliberate way she checked with the court reporter—it sent a cold shiver down Vance's spine. It felt wrong. It felt like a trap."Your Honor," Vance pleaded quickly, "the HOA would be satisfied with just the order to remove the fence. We can waive the attorney's fees to expedite the matter and clear your docket."Shaw paused, his chest heaving under his black robes. He glared at Vance, furious at the interruption, but he caught the desperate warning in his friend's eyes. Shaw looked back at Alicia, who was standing with her hands clasped elegantly in front of her, waiting patiently to be arrested.The judge gritted his teeth, the muscles in his jaw popping. He wanted to throw her in a cell more than anything, but the promise of clearing his docket and making his lunch reservation won out."Fine," Shaw spat, throwing his pen down. "Consider yourself incredibly lucky, little lady. Mr. Vance has shown you a mercy you do not deserve. The court orders the immediate removal of the fence. Case closed. Get out of my courtroom before I change my mind.""Thank you, Your Honor," Alicia said.She didn't sound relieved. She sounded victorious.She meticulously placed her papers back into her manila folder, closed it, and tucked it under her arm. She looked up at Judge Shaw one last time."Have a wonderful afternoon, Judge Shaw. I am quite certain we will be seeing each other again very soon."Shaw scoffed, turning his attention away from her. "I highly doubt that. Next case!"Alicia turned and walked up the center aisle. The people in the gallery parted for her slightly, looking at her with a mixture of awe and pity. They thought she had just survived a brush with destruction; they had no idea she had just orchestrated an execution.She pushed through the heavy wooden double doors of Courtroom 4B and stepped out into the bustling hallway. The moment the doors clicked shut behind her, her posture transformed: the artificial timidness evaporated, her shoulders snapped back, and her spine straightened. The weary, intimidated civilian was gone, replaced instantly by a woman of supreme, terrifying power.She reached into her plain black tote bag, pulled out her cell phone, and dialed a secure number.
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