21
Voices echoed through the audience chamber so loudly they could be heard even before the double doors opened. Caleb gave Scout’s arm a reassuring squeeze and then moved across the room to join the Months on their dais.
Their lawyers and Bo’s lawyers were once again in a huddle off to the side of the strip of carpet, arguing furiously. The six tribunal enforcers arrayed before the dais were once more standing with heads bowed and hands tucked inside sleeves, waiting quietly for the moment when they’d be needed.
Bo was near the door with his own ménage of tribunal enforcers and fell into step beside Scout as she followed Geeta and Emilie to the end of the carpet.
“Did you notice?” he asked.
Scout looked up at him, but he looked the same as before. He was wearing the ivory tunic again
