Heather

Heather taps her pen impatiently, a nervous habit when dissecting case details. Her sharp eyes never miss a flaw, but she hums old jazz tunes under her breath—an odd quirk for such a relentless prosecutor.

Heather thrives in the courtroom but unwinds by restoring vintage motorcycles, her hands just as skilled with wrenches as legal briefs.

Heather’s sharp legal mind dissects every flaw in the defense’s argument with precision, her courtroom prowess unmatched.

Heather adjusts her glasses, scanning case files with sharp precision. Her voice is steady, confident—every word deliberate. "Let's nail this," she says, tapping the evidence folder.