A few days later Micah, Fernandez and the rest of their men were held on various charges and arraigned. A court hearing was held to see if they would be granted bail but they were denied. A court date was then set for their trial. The trial of Micah, Fernandez and Alejandro would hold in the same day consecutively with Micah going first.Once the news of the trial was leaked to the public there was a huge uproar. Everyone wanted to know the personal details of this case. Why was a member of one of the most powerful families in the world being taken to court by his brother and his nephew?The opportunity to get the internet breaking story was too enticing for the press, so on the day of the trial they all gathered around the court blocking of some of the bystanders that also came to witness the trial. The trial was considered a closed one but due to the Kings high standing, some of the press were allowed inside.Cillian and Alarick’s car pulled up to the court. The press took pictures

The next day was a weekend so Alarick stayed in. It was 7:00am in the morning. He sat at the dining table sipping his coffee and going through the latest business articles online. Even if this was one of his work free days he still had to keep up with the market.As he dropped his coffee mug on the table, the doors to the dining room were opened by a hungover Grace. Her hair was disheveled and her tank top slid off her shoulders. She yawned and shuffled inside the dining room.Alarick looked at her in amusement. He watched her move all the way to the seat beside him before she plopped down and groaned. Her head was resting on the dining table."Ugh! Why is it so bright?"A chuckle left Alarick's lips. He closed his MacBook and set it down on the table to focus on the frustrated woman beside him."You drank a little too much last night. You were out cold till now. You didn't tell me you were a lightweight."Grace grumbled."I'm not. You just gave me too much alcohol."Alarick raised h

Grace spent a lot of time with Alarick and his father Cillian at their mansion. Days turned to weeks and weeks to months. Over all this time Grace and Alarick grew very close, like they were siblings, especially after all the time they spent hanging out when one or the other wasn't working . She was family to them now and was later integrated into everything that they did. She accepted a job at the company as a tech advisor since she was a genius at anything technological.At this point in their lives everything was going well but all that was about to change. One night while Alarick and Cillian were at home, men wearing all black, carrying guns and duffel bags trespassed on the mansion grounds. The alarms had not gone off so no one in the house was alerted. The guards outside that were meant to keep watch were rendered unconscious so the intruders had no problem getting in the house. Cillian was in his study with Jonathan, his butler and trusted friend, going through some files and

A week passed and still there was no new information from the police department about the main perpetrators of the break in. The men that attacked the house were just hired for the job, the main enemy was still unknown. And they still didn’t have any information on how they bypassed a state of the art security system. Cillian and Alarick had been to the station multiple times but according to the officers, the culprits wouldn’t reveal anything. There was also something weird. Their names and faces didn’t show up on any facial recognition software the police had. No birth certificate, parents, not even a blood work. The names they gave were fakes and couldn't be linked to anyone else. They basically didn’t exist in the eyes of the country. Someone must have wiped their records, but how?Nothing came up. The men could not be tried since their identity was still an issue but they were kept behind bars for the time being as they were caught red handed by the police committing the crime.

It was the next day and the courtroom was already filled up. The room wasn't as filled when the Micah scandal came out but there was still a substantial amount of people. To some, the news of common criminals infiltrating the well protected mansion of Cillian King was too much to give up. How did they do it? How long was this planned for? Were they mad? These were some of the questions on everyone's mind in the courtroom. Cillian and Alarick were already seated on the prosecution's side of the room when the doors near the bench opened up to reveal the judge. The bailiff's voice echoed. "All rise!" The murmurs in the court ceased and everyone stood up in respect for the judge. Once he sat down, he gestured to everyone else to have their seats and they did. The judge pulled the file in front of him and read aloud from it. The case of King versus Dylan McCaffrey He continued. "Please bring in the defendant." The side door of the courtroom was opened and Dylan was pulled into th