At nine o'clock the following morning, the granite steps of the Thurgood Marshall United States Courthouse at Foley Square were packed with hundreds of journalists, television cameras, and members of the public. Surrounded by a phalanx of federal marshals, Maya Thorne stepped out of the black armored transport. She was dressed in a tailored charcoal suit, her dark hair pulled back into an elegant, professional knot. In her left hand,…
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