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Elias leaned forward, his voice calm and steady. "Marcus, look at me. The police aren't there to hear your 'side of the story' to help you; they're there to build a case. My job is different. I’m the one person in this building who doesn't see a 'Defendant.' I see a person with a future that’s worth fighting for".

"They said they have video, man," Marcus whispered, his voice cracking. "I’m done. My life’s over before it even started." attorney criminal

Across the scratched plexiglass sat Marcus, a nineteen-year-old kid whose eyes were wide with a terror he tried to hide behind a practiced, stony slouch. Marcus was facing a felony charge—aggravated assault—and the prosecution’s case looked like a steel trap. Elias leaned forward, his voice calm and steady