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RAVE

S ylvie had never been to the courthouses. Never been part of a criminal proceeding. She wasn’t sure what to expect but the nondescript building that was the courthouse sent a message that the government didn’t want a scene. The courtroom lacked imagination, just like every other courtroom you’d ever see on TV.

As they settled in the courtroom Genie whispered to Rave, “I think Sylvie may be on the spectrum.”

Rave looked at his team leader incredulously. “What are you talking about,” he hissed.

“Think about it. She’s comfortable in order and tasks. Socially? And she’s cold, Rave.”

“She’s introverted and doesn’t know who to trust?—”

“Right now,” Genie interrupted. “She didn’t get along on the ship well, except for work. She was on that boat for months and based on all her visitors, not one friend.”

“She stayed on a ship with no space of her own. She doesn’t seem to have issues with my place. She doesn’t have any repetitive tics.” But Genie had done his part, now Rave watched Sylvie with a different perspective.

Sylvie sat stiff in the courtroom. Rave watched carefully, looking so much calmer than he felt. The team heard the charges being brought up against Taylor and looked at each other surprised. “Larceny?” Rave whispered harshly.

“And battery,” Red responded quietly.