"Ms. Bellum," Daemon started as she stood up. "You claim that at the beginning of the case, you were unaware of who was in charge of this trafficking operation when you started. Is this correct?"
"Yes, it is, and I would prefer if you identified me as Agent," Amara said, trying to keep her cool and as if it were something she had to deal with every day.
"Right," Daemon said as if to appease her. "So what exactly was the evidence that you say implicated by clients? Just the financials?"
"No, I would not say just the financials records that we were able to disclose, but lots of other information the turned up throughout the investigation. As I mostly dealt with the human trafficking component, I feel it would be inappropriate for me to comment on the other connections we found."
"Then, can you explain more so in detail how my clients were implicated? In the portions, you feel comfortable speaking on, of course."
"As I said earlier, we tracked everything to do with the money coming in and out of the accounts. Again, we had no clue who would be found on the other end as we continuously dug deeper into the information we gather. I handed the information over to the techs as they dug deeper into the information. Over and over again, they would get back to me with documents that had the Novaks' name on it."
"And those documents were what convinced you that my clients were involved?"
"Not on their own. We continued looking into the corporations they had set up and even sent more agents in to investigate those corporations. Some even got jobs so that we could completely understand the structure of such entities. We didn't take the documents solely at face value. I assure you, we thoroughly investigated every single piece of evidence we received."
"And you being an omega had nothing to do with your suspicions?"
"Excuse me?"
"The Novaks have a large political presence, and you knew that the site of origin was Utah. It wouldn't be too surprising with the facts ended up the way you would want to appear. Can't you see that as a possibility?"
"Are you trying to say that I don't know how to do my job correctly because I'm an omega?"
"Can you see where I might come to that conclusion?"
"Objection, your honor!" Harvelle shouted, standing from her seat. "Badgering the witness!"
"Be careful with your next statement, Daemon," MoOrris threatened.
"Of course, your honor. Agent Bellum, I'm sure you can see how this looks?"
"To me, it looks like you do not think I can do my job properly just because I'm an omega. I can assure you that is not the case."
"But how can we really be sure? In many cases, you would be considered defective."
"Your honor!" Harvelle yelled at the judge once more.
"Ms. Daemon, I hope you have a good reason for this line of questioning because you are trying this court's patience."
"Your honor, how can we really be sure of Agent Bellum's capabilities since she, as the court can see, is an omega that pretends to be an alpha and is clearly not an effective omega. May I remind this court that in the state of Utah, omegas past the age of thirty-five who have not been mated, nor in a long-term serious relationship, can not be seen as capable of something of this magnitude? I'm sure that you remember Markus v. Franks, in which Franks was found unable to carry on his duties due to his omega status."
"That case only has legal merit within the state of Utah, which is soon to being overturned due to the inherently sexist nature of the case," Harvelle brought up. "In several other states, the ruling is seen as unconstitutional due to that nature."
"I have to agree with Ms. Harvelle," Morris nodded. "This is, in fact, a federal case, even if it is occurring within the state of Utah. As such, that ruling cannot be used as precedent in this case either as it cannot be used in any other federal court at this time. The only reason this case is being heard here is because of the nature of the charges. All conversation regarding the witness's secondary gender will be struck from the record.
"Please be careful in the future when bringing up a witness's secondary gender and that you are not basing your questions on outdated stereotypes."
"Thank you, your honor," Daemon smiled with a stiff smirk, anger clearly rolling off of her in waves. "Those are all my questions for the witness."
"The witness may be relieved of the stand. We'll recess for lunch and be back within the hour. The jury will be sequestered away from everyone in the mean times."
Morris stood up, not waiting for everyone else to stand as well before he went back through the door he came in from. As soon as the door shut, the court was filled with muttering from the jury as they were lead out, questioning each other as to what had just happened. Bailiffs escorted the two Novaks out of the courtroom while Amara stood up and made her way to talk with Harvelle.
"Is that all?" Cas asked.
"For the next hour, then we'll be back for even more questioning before coming back the next day," Lucifer said as he stretched from his seat beside Castiel.
"But what that good?" Cas asked worriedly.
"I think so," Dean asked. "It seems the other lawyer wanted to ask more questions before being halted by the judge. That's never a good sign for either side during the case. You never want the judge mad at you. She'll be sure to pay for that later."
"She also didn't account for the progressive nature of this judge," the trio heard coming from behind them. They turned and saw Ms. Harvelle and Amara walking up to them. Ms. Harvelle looked delighted with herself as she continued. "Judge Morris is a more recent judge that is not a fan of the old ways of before. He's actually very outspoken about it. Should have done her research. It's apparent she wanted to get Amara's entire testimony thrown out for just that fact."
"It's happened before," Amara shrugged, "just never that blatantly before. Donna's going to be the next person you call?"
"Absolutely, Daemon is going to hate her. Nothing gets that woman down. Now, get lunch. This is going to be a long day."
Harvelle turned on her heel as she wanted back to the front of the courtroom. Grabbing a set of files before leaving the room, aide close behind.
"Come on, I'm starving," Amara said, herding the three of them toward the back of the room where they found Gabe sitting there anxiously while Kali was casually scrolling through her phone.
"Was that good? Did we win?" Gabe asked anxiously as he stood up.
"Dude, this thing is far from over. We have lots of witnesses to go through. It's only my part that's over. I proved the financial link, that'll be impossible to hide, especially have that shitshow that Daemon just put on. Just made this easier, to be honest. Proves she has nothing.
"Anyway, testifying always takes a lot out of me. Can't eat until afterward. Just happy I was first this time. That never happens."
"Why would that not happen?" Lucifer asked.
"Well, the human trafficking component is usually the hardest to prove in many cases. In this one, it was a knockout of the part. The hardest part will be to connect all of the murders. That's where all of the jail time is coming from, at least for now. Making sure the double jeopardy doesn't kick our asses."
"They're getting the most time from the murders and not anything else?" Cas asked worriedly.
"Yeah, you can blame the fact our legal system was set up by stupid alphas," Amara shrugged as if it was something she's had to deal with people. After this first portion of the trial, he could see how that was possible. "I think there's a coffee shop-type thing downstairs. I saw it on my way up. Now, if you excuse me, it's lunchtime."
Amara stalked out the room while those around her quickly got out of her way, seeing that she was a woman on a mission. During that time, Kali put her phone away and seemed invested in what was going on now.
"Is everything alright?" Dean asked her, noting that she was calmer than before.
"Fine, someone, not going to say who didn't give our manager the right information for ordering more supplies."
"It was an accident," Gabe sulked. "I didn't know you changed the passwords and everything. How was I supposed to know?"
"By asking," Kali retorted before turning to everyone else, "but hey, the verdict is already practically guilty for trafficking, if what I heard meant anything. Now, we just have to see how those murder charges will go, along with the other stuff.
"I know that you two helped investigate the murders. You don't need to testify either?"
"Harvelle's hoping that Donna's testimony will be good enough, but we're here if not," Lucifer shrugged. "Honestly, I don't want to talk to the Daemon lady. She seems kinda scary to me."
"She definitely gives off the vibes that she would kill you and then pick her teeth with your bones. Seems super expensive."