Chapter 142. The End of Amanda ‘Not’ Clarke (2)

AMANDA

Tom stood before the court.

"Do you know this man, Ms. Clarke?" I heard my lawyer ask, but I didn't answer. I couldn't. Because what the hell would I say?

That I hadn't mentioned Tom because I thought he was irrelevant? Well, yes. He was irrelevant to me.

He'd refused to help me destroy Robert months ago. So, what the fuck was he doing here?

I still hadn't gotten over Dylan and Kent's plea deals. Now this?!

"Fuck!" I cursed.

"State your full name please," the prosecutor's voice echoed through the courtroom, and I snapped out of my internal panic.

"Tom Brown Sr.," Tom answered quickly. The prosecutor paused briefly to study his notes, then said, "Thank you, Mr. Brown. Now, can you tell the court how you first became acquainted with Ms. Clarke?"

Tom cleared his throat softly before responding, his familiar southern accent slipping into every word. "Well now, we met a few years back thro