His Lesson Killed My Mother Now He Will Pay Chapter 53
On the first day of formal discovery, Sloane produced what she called her original source archive.
Twelve hard drives, forty-seven course contracts, and thousands of pages of case transcripts.
Her attorney claimed that a line-by-line comparison would prove my system had come from her research.
Aisha opened the first transcript.
“Whose conversation is this?”
“A client case.”
“Do you have authorization?”
Sloane pointed to the contract. “They consented to its use for course development.”
On the other side of the room, the seven people who had sued her before all opened their own copies of their contracts at the same time.
Those contracts allowed only one-on-one consultation. They did not authorize public use of recordings, and they certainly did not authorize course development.
Those documents had already been included in the evidence list from the first class-action suit.
The archive Sloane had brought to prove her originality instead proved that she had been treating client privacy as her product all along.
Her attorney moved for a pause.
Aisha refused.
“The plaintiff submitted these voluntarily. We can continue.”
In the second transcript, my plea from the night of the hurricane appeared.
In the third, my mother’s evacuation checklist.
In the fourth, entries labeled *music box, Virgin Mary necklace,* and *Katrina survivor experience*.
On the upper right of every page was a backend ID showing that Sloane herself had edited them.
I looked at those numbers and didn’t reach for the pages.
“She never met my mother.”
Aisha nodded.
“Which means there’s only one possible source for these materials.”