Harvey tossed a file onto the table as he got up, the sound echoing around the big courtroom. He did the button on his suit jacket and rounded the table where he sat, entering the bullpen with a look of determination of his handsome face. Mike watched his mentor as he composed himself. "Ladies and gentlemen of the jury," he began. "Your honor." He nodded to Judge Carlton and looked away. "We are not here today to see that a woman, with great determination and love for the one thing she wants to do, can cook. My client is not the one on trail. No, no we are here today to find out why the Seacrest's won't give up a simple plot of land." His hands slipped into his pockets out of pure habit. He stood tall and in turn, gave every one of the jurors a glance, his own show of respect and acknowledgement. "What you should all be asking yourselves, is why won't Collin Seacrest just give up the land? It doesn't make sense, right? I mean, Ms. Carlisle's name is already on the deed. Legally, the land is hers." He reached up and rubbed his jaw a little, a silence falling as he searched for the right words.
"Collin would like you all to believe she'd never signed those papers, yes? After all, that was part of his testimony, that was what he told the police." Harvey walked across the floor, his hips swaying with each step he took. He went back over to his table, where Mike handed him a document and he nodded a 'thank you.'
"This," he said, holding the document high so the jury could view it. "This is admissible evidence. This is the deed to land, signed by a Katherine Carlisle. This is the document Collin Seacrest claimed did not exist and yet, here is his John Hancock." He pointed to Collin's signature and his eyebrows furrowed. "So, what I ask is, why would he lie about such a thing? This month, ladies and gentleman, we will have to come to an answer. Was Diana Seacrest murdered by her son? How many people were involved? How many accessories? Are drugs being trafficked in the basement of that house? I mean, it's all certainly plausible. You'll see the evidence, you tell me." He turns to spare a glance Kate's way, his brown eyes meeting her green ones. "All this woman has wanted to do is start a restaurant. That's all, nothing more. Since then, she's been threatened, her house has been broken into, even ransacked… Something's wrong here and I pray you all can see that." Harvey started walking back in the direction of his chair. "I do believe I've made my case." He sat down just as the other attorney stood up, preparing for his own opening statement. Harvey could tell by his expression that he had no idea what to say.
He ran his fingers through his hair, raking it back. Mike nudged Harvey's arm so he could ask him something. "Collin's staring at you," he told his friend. Worry was in his eyes, whether he was aware of it or not. The older man nodded his head and looked down at his PA. "I know. He's got good reason to glare at me..." They two just chuckled and turned their attention back to the flop of an attorney who was fumbling over his own words.
