“I made a mistake.”
“What if you’re making a mistake now?”
“I’m not.”
“You seem to be a very inconsistent young woman, Ms. Jacobs.”
“Objection!” Jared’s lawyer cried.
“Sustained,” the judge said firmly.
“No further questions, Your Honor,” Brent’s lawyer said as he walked away.
I realized he never needed me to answer at all. He just needed to sow the seeds of doubt, and he had done a brilliant job of doing just that.