“Guilty for 2nd degree murder, guilty for the possession of an unlicensed firearm…”
The voice of the judge faded away as he continued listing all the charges my client was guilty for. My eyes swerved to Jordan´s expression as the judge stated his sentence. Tears began running down his eyes, and he immediately looked behind him to find his mother´s face for comfort.
My heart clenched, and my breathing was heavier. My instincts shouted that Jordan was innocent, but my legal mind believed otherwise. There was nothing more I could do.
As I walked out of the courthouse towards my parked vehicle, my mind drowned in the profound disappointment I felt. I started to replay every conversation, visitation, court session, and that was when I noticed them…
That´s when I saw a trail of leaf cutter ants traveling under my car to their destination that was on the other side. I stooped down to observe without interfering. They were collecting fragments of leaves, each one of them, disciplined as a soldier carrying their weight.
“Brave, ” I whispered under my breath. If I had blindly driven off, my tires would have killed and disrupted their progress. Even with my squinted eyes it was impossible to estimate the extent of the trail.
I decided to wait patiently for the next two hours so that the ants could reach their destination.“How´s it going guys?” I said enthusiastically, my arms akimbo as I looked over them.
It was 9 pm, and the last set of leaf cutter ants successfully passed through under, and I felt relieved. Maybe I wasn’t able to help Jordan today, but I helped a trail of ants.
I took out my phone and sent a text message to my team:
“WE NEED TO FOLLOW THE TRAIL OF EVIDENCE! We deliberately disrupted the ants´ trail by separating and studying independently each piece of evidence on this case. We need to reevaluate and connect. Never mind the ants reference. I´ll explain tomorrow. Tomorrow 8 AM. #Decidetodefend”.