A brief silence fell over the room.
This was a crucial discovery.
It pulled Luigi from the role of a cold-blooded killer back to that of a struggling man.
It opened a small window for an "insanity defense" or a "crime of passion."
But Cobb wasn't buying it.
He was a realist who didn't believe in tears or psychological analysis.
"Sophistry!" Cobb slammed his hand on the table.
"Whether his hand was shaking or not, whether he was struggling internally—what does any of that have to with the dead CEO? He's dead! Killed by three bullets! That is an iron-clad fact!"
"We aren't psychoanalysts; we're jurors! We can only make our judgment based on the letter of the law and the evidence presented in court!"
"First-degree murder, by law, is murder! Motive, execution, outcome—it all fits!"
Cobb's words dragged the jury room back to the cold reality of the law.
Although powerful, the discovery made by Davis, Juror Number Eight, couldn't completely refute the prosecution's case.
