NINETY NINE

GRAYSON'S POV

Stewart and I sat down, the tension thick in the air. With a swift motion, Stewart tossed a file onto the coffee table in front of Judge Edwards. I leaned back, crossing my legs, a smirk playing at the corners of my lips as I watched Edwards's reaction.

"Pick it up," I said calmly.

Edwards hesitated but then reached for the file. His eyes scanned the contents, widening in shock as he realized what it contained: evidence of his bribery and drug abuse. He looked up at us, his face pale, swallowing hard.

Stewart leaned forward, his voice steady. "We know you’ve been compromised. They're using your past crimes to manipulate you."

Edwards's mouth opened and closed, struggling to find words. He was clearly panicking.

I decided it was time to lay it out clearly. "You’re going to go to court today, and you’re going to judge this case fairly," I said, my tone firm. "If you don’t, I will make sure your career ends. I could easily tell you to rule in Sylvia's favor, regardless of t