Chapter 15

MASERU HIGH COURT - MORNING  

The courtroom smelled like sweat and old wood. I tugged at my collar. The suit was Michael Thorne’s. Past tense.  

“All rise!”  

Judge Moloi walked in. Didn’t look at me.  

“My lord,” my lawyer Mr. Nkosi stood.  

“We request the immediate unfreezing of my client’s perso...

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