The judge looks over at Adam’s table, and his eyes scan the empty space around him like he’s trying to find a person who isn’t there.
“Mr. Hilton. The court record shows you are named as the defendant in this matter. I see you are… unaccompanied?”
We all look at Adam.
He doesn’t say anything.
“Are we to understand you are waiving your right to legal representation, Mr. Hilton?” the judge asks again.
This can’t be real. Why the hell is he all alone? Where's his team?
Adam finally lifts his head. The air in the room goes completely still, everyone waiting to hear what he will say.
“Yes, your Honor,” he says.
The judge sits back in his big chair and releases a loud breath. He sounds more tired than angry.
“Son, I have to advise you strongly against this course of action. You are f
