In the federal detention facility in lower Manhattan, the air was cold and sterile. Arthur Davenport sat across the metal table from his chief defense attorney, Raymond Vance—a distant cousin who had agreed to represent him only for an exorbitant cash retainer. "What do you mean you're filing a motion to withdraw?" Arthur shouted, slamming his cuffed hands against the table, his face flushed with panic. "I am paying your…
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