On Tuesday morning, Courtroom 16A of the United States District Court was solemn and quiet as Chief Judge Arthur Miller convened the sentencing hearing for Victoria Cross. Victoria stood at the defense podium in a modest navy wool dress, her red hair neatly combed, her hands folded in front of her. Gone was the haughty arrogance and designer perfume that had once defined her presence at Vance Design Collective; in…
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