did.
“Exhibit 22 contains a notarized affidavit.”
The judge nodded.
I handed over another document.
“The notary’s commission expired eight months before the affidavit was supposedly executed.”
More silence.
More typing.
More discomfort.
Blake’s jaw tightened.
The judge looked directly at him.
“Counsel?”
“We were unaware of that issue.”
Again.
The same answer.
Again.
The judge wrote something down.
That worried Blake far more than any question.
Because experienced attorneys know something important:
A quiet judge is often more dangerous than an angry one.
I continued.
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