“you should be here at this moment, Kendrick.” yelled Methot over the phone, “I have not known you to be late on an important occasion of this nature!” Kendrick smiled, “I’m sorry about that, chief. This wouldn’t be my fault and I am sure that you know it.” “It’s not about being sorry or not, they’re already here and I wouldn’t want anything happening without you being here.” Kendrick dropped the call and at once, he turned out, shifting the dining chair. He observed Knaver stare at him icily, “I have to be out right now.” he said. Knaver smirked, “Just tell me that it is a tactic you’re using so you won’t eat my food.” she quickly covered the platter and with a deep hiss, she hurried out of the dining. ******Some minutes later, Kendrick arrived at the County prisons where Alexander was to be led out to be taken to the court for his case to be decided, he arrived just on time, and as he stepped out of his car, Alexander hurried towards him, his eyes scanning the area for any po
Throughout the long ride, Kendrick saw nothing on the road. No blockage, no gunshots, just a looming highway inviting him into a ride that made him arrive like an Olympic racer awaiting a gold medal. The cars rolled softly into the court arena, the large signpost welcoming them. The arena was silent and tranquil, a contrast to the uproar that waved at him when he left the county prisons. Brown pulled over at a car’s parking zone, and as Xavier’s normal task, he rushed out of the car, hurrying to open the door for Kendrick to alight. However, when he got there, Kendrick was already out of the car, he sometimes preferred to do it himself, after all, they were all human. “Sorry sir, I…I.” Xavier apologized, he felt he was late to get to the door. Kendrick gestured, “That’s nothing, man.” he said waving his hands in the airThey followed behind him slowly till he walked to the entrance of the courtroom. Out there, Methot hurried towards him, and they shook hands. “How come you own fle
When he entered into the courtroom, the air settled icily on his face, Alexander could feel the heaviness on his legs as he tries to move, not the heaviness from the fetters on his ankles, but the one from the millions of glaring stares that seemed to pierced through his very being. Kendrick shook his head slowly as he watched the same man who had once intimidated and troubled him, he was now the calmest fellow on earth, the policemen surrounded as he moved, one of them was the same officer that was assigned to him during his days at the peak of life. Alex struggled up the stairs. Behind him, a deep roar of voices erupted in anguish, the policemen hurriedly paused, gesturing to the people to keep calm. As Alexander and Bucks moved, he kept turning to stare at him, in his mind he felt it was the end for him. His breath cutting in short gasps as he shrugged his feet slowly till they got to the front of the room. “What am I to do at this point?” He whispered to Bucks. Bucks bent his
Alexander’s heart raced. He could feel the thud of it in his ears, drowning out the world. He looked toward Bucks, who leaned forward, his expression grave. The weight of the moment crashed over him. What if he said the wrong thing? What if he didn’t say anything at all? “No, your honor, the defendant pleads not guilty,” Bucks said, the words escaping his lips like a fragile bird taking flight. But doubt gnawed at him. Was that truly the right answer? The murmurs rippled through the room, and the judge raised an eyebrow. “Counsel to the defendant, I need to hear you. Are you pleading not guilty?” “Yes, Your Honor,” Bucks affirmed, his voice steadier this time. “the defendant wishes to plead not guilty.” “Very well.” The judge’s gaze hardened as she adjusted her glasses. “The evidence presented thus far suggests a grave understanding of your actions, Mr. Ryder. You stand accused of crimes against the late Mrs. Louis Rogers. The court will now hear the prosecution’s argument.” T
Immediately after the session had come to an end, Kendrick observed Alexander being carried away by the officers, he knew it would be his last moment. He hurried towards the officers, his steps hastening as he moved through the crowd.When he got to them, called out. “Excuse me, gentlemen, would there be no time for him to say his last words or maybe have some persons say some final words to him?”The officer paused, “Yes sir, that’s all-inclusive… he will have time to do that before he is hanged.”Kendrick observed Alexander soften, he looked more humble now. His face reddened as he turned away. Truly his forehead showed marks of regret but it was already too late for him as he was at the edge of crossing over to the world beyond.He slowly waved goodbye to Bucks who had carried his briefcase and turned outside with no hesitation.**********some moments later, Alexander was allowed to say a word or two to his loved ones before he would be taken back to the prison to await his doom d
As the crowd began to disperse, Maverick pushed through the throng of angry citizens, his heart pounding with urgency. He had watched Kendrick walk away, a figure of strength amid the chaos, and he knew he had to reach him. This was a rare moment, a fleeting opportunity he couldn’t let slip by.“Excuse me, sir!” Maverick called out, quickening his pace. He saw Kendrick’s broad shoulders, flanked by Xavier and the other guards. The icy stares from the officers only fueled his determination as he pressed on. “Please, sir! Just your attention… I’m begging you!”Kendrick paused, turning slowly to face Maverick. The intensity of his gaze was disarming. “Come over here. I don’t have all day. How do I help you?”Maverick felt a wave of relief wash over him, yet his throat tightened. He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. “I... I’m sorry, sir. Please, I wanted to meet you and tell you that I apologize for everything that has happened between my family and yours. For the humiliation,
Kendrick sank into the plush comfort of his living room chair, the weight of the day pressing down on him like a heavy blanket. The television flickered with images of the court proceedings, and the news anchor's voice filled the room with the details of the verdict that had gripped the community. “In a landmark decision, Alexander has been sentenced to death by hanging for his heinous crimes,” the anchor reported solemnly.Kendrick felt a knot form in his stomach. He had hoped for a different outcome, for some semblance of redemption for Alexander. It was difficult to reconcile the man he had once known with the criminal he had become. He glanced at his sister, Emily, who sat beside him, her face a mixture of concern and discontent.“Can you believe it?” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “It’s just so… tragic.”“Yeah,” Kendrick replied, staring at the screen. “It really is.”As the news continued, Kendrick’s father, Peterson, entered the room, his brow furrowed as he took i
Peterson emerged from his room right on time to meet his daughter sitting in the lobby, her eyes fixed on the outer part of the compound, she seemed lost in thought as she couldn’t notice his presence, not even the loud echo from him closing the door.He paused to observe her for a moment, “What must be bothering my daughter to the extent of her standing by the outer rails in this manner?” he asked himself as he strolled to her, his hands stretching towards her when they rested on her shoulder, she turned with a widened stare.“...oh, sorry sir, I mean… sorry Dad.” she stammered, turning to hurry into the house.“No wait, you seem to have been lost in thought, do you mind telling me what’s bothering you?”Emily halted, faking a smile, “It’s nothing Dad… she pretended, but her face betrayed her smile. Peterson held her back, “Is there something you want to talk to me about my dear?” he asked again.Emily nodded, “Y...Yes Dad.” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.Peterson hur