The clerk stared at the pouch like it might explode. Then he scrambled to his feet and disappeared through a door. 3 Minutes later, Judge Harrison appeared. He was an older man, gray-haired and dignified, with sharp eyes that missed nothing. Mr.
Cross, I've heard about you. Come in. They sat in his chambers, a wood-paneled room lined with law books. Harrison read through the letters slowly, his expression growing darker with each page. When he finished, he set them down and looked at Ethan.
These are serious accusations. If true, they implicate not just Vance, but several other officers, members of the territorial government. They're true. I can testify to it. So can others.
Do you understand what you're asking? Opening this investigation will make you enemies, powerful enemies. I've already got enemies. At least this way they'll have to fight me in court instead of in the dark. Harrison studied him for a long moment.
Then he looked at Ayla. And you, ma'am? You're willing to testify as well? I am. Ayla said quietly.
My people have suffered under Vance's orders. We deserve justice, too. Justice is a difficult thing to deliver in the territories, especially when it involves the military. Then make it easy, Ethan said. Do the right thing.
Harrison was quiet. Then he nodded. I'll convene a grand jury. We'll review the evidence, hear testimony. If there's enough to proceed, I'll issue indictments.
He stood. But I need you to understand, this won't be quick. And it won't be safe. The men implicated in these letters will do everything they can to silence you. Let them try.
I admire your courage, Mr. Cross. I just hope it's enough. The investigation took 3 months. Months of testimony, of reviewing evidence, of fighting legal battles against military lawyers who tried to dismiss the case at every turn.
Ethan and Ayla stayed in Prescott, renting a small room above a dry goods store, living on borrowed money and stubborn determination. The town was divided. Some people saw Ethan as a hero, a man standing up for justice. Others saw him as a traitor, consorting with savages, dishonoring a decorated officer's memory. There were threats.