Forty floors above in a penthouse of contemporary design, a pair of steady hands were grinding coffee beans. The hands belonged to an ageing face of smooth complexion and a growing stubble. The rain coupled with the lateness of the hour provided him with respite from the city’s ‘hustle-bustle,’ while the rhythmic fall of rain afforded him the opportunity to enjoy a steaming mug of coffee alongside a leisurely perusal of case files. Lowering himself onto the recliner overlooking the city, Supreme Court Justice Gambino took a moment to survey the breathtaking view.
“The world is my cinema, yet I’m reading someone else’s script’ muttered Justice Gambino. Taking a sip of his Italian Roast and sighing deeply, he lifted a case file off the coffee table.
Cynthia Atkins, Aged 28, Death Row for Multiple Homicide.
Having sat on the panel of 9 justices for over a decade, Justice Gambino had become accustomed to outrageous cases, yet the prospect of death row still unsettled him and ignited a deep set anxiety within him.
Turning the page, Justice Gambino regained his composure and set about dissecting the information.