Being in court was a revelation. Although Maggie had seen videos of Michael at work as a litigator, watching him in person completely upped the ante. Michael was a master at moving people, at helping them arrive at the destination he had in mind. At turns, he charmed them with his looks and self-deprecating wit, then challenged them with common sense and laser-sharp knowledge of the law. Maggie watched with rapt attention, taking copious notes.
In addition to her notes and briefs, she had a file of all the depositions, having printed them out for herself. That probably had been overkill, all the information was in the briefs, but shed done it anyway. Better safe than sorry, shed thought.