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Chapter thirty nine
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In the courtroom, Sinclair had suddenly gone silent, he had nothing else to say, all his points had been countered by the new lawyer and the judge seemed even more impressed at her steady and knowledgeable man.

After a few minutes, the witness was led to the stand and he had to ask questions. Sinclair could only ask for his name and age and to give a recollection of what happened that night.

"My name is Oliver Luke, I am 32 years old, I have been working for the ministry since I was fresh out of college, however, in...well, I had to leave briefly for a few years due to some___ "

"Is there a reason you were dismissed? Violence? Drugs? Harassment?" Sinclair asked, virtually looking for whatever he could pin on the witness and have him disqualified.

"Objection my lord, my client never said he was dismissed, he said he had to take a brief leave, that doesn't mean dismissal or being fired." Mr Michael said.

"Well, it's one and the same thing, he was being told to leave." Sinclair insi
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