Arriving at the police station was quick, with no time wasted, unlike a tortoise walking to report the news to the public.Getting down from the black van, like a stealthy panther emerging from the shadows, the reporters saw that a press conference had been arranged for the criminals in front of the police station.In this manner, they observed that they had been handcuffed at the front of the police station, dressed unchanged from when they were arrested, with their hair already a tangled mess.In this very way, Mr. Alexander Rosewood appeared the most tattered. His ragged clothes made him look like a beggar on the street, and, of course, his scent would be as irritating as a lingering storm, leaving a trail of discomfort in its wake.Likewise, in this way, Attorney Hughes was still in his wet suit, like a dedicated sailor refusing to abandon ship even in the face of a legal storm. Also, with the same strength, all the reporters could see how his inner shirt was untucked from his pan
“According to our research, as you might know, we have been following your story for quite a while now. We found out that you were against her marriage with Ethan Mark, and in the process, your daughter got engaged to someone else named Davis John. We also learned that this man was your assistant when you were the branch manager of Woodmark Industries, HavenBrook. We also learned that while Mrs. Isabella Rosewood was seeing this new guy, she sent divorce papers to Ethan Mark, and he had to sign them. Why then do you say he forgot her when obviously she was the one who left?” another reporter asked. “Yes, I was against their marriage, and you cannot blame me for that. I was rich, and I could not imagine my daughter being with someone who could not even afford to buy her a pin for her hair. I never understood why she chose him over Davis John in the first place. After she came to me for help to pay her daughter’s hospital bills, I knew I had to help her see reason and tell her to leave
Asking Mr. X any question was like asking a deaf person some vital questions, as the response he gave to the press was his steadfast look at them; hence, his face was boldly shown on camera.As his silence continued, they kept taking pictures and filming him like the notorious celebrity that he was. Finally, he said, “I want my lawyer.”“Detective Sharon, do you believe that Attorney Hughes and Mr. X did not know each other, as Attorney Hughes has clearly explained?” One reporter broke the silence immediately, and instead of Mr. X, the attention was now shifted back to Detective Sharon.In this way, for the people watching her via the news channel, on social media, and on YouTube, her face was clearly shown with multiple microphones thrust into her mouth as she said,“It does not matter what I think. What matters is if he can prove that he does not really know Mr. X in court because we have evidence, and believe me, this evidence was not fabricated. Everything we discovered about him—
“No! I cannot identify every member of this organization, but I can identify…"“Alright, this is the end of the question-and-answer conference for the press. We are heading to court right now. If you want to get more answers for the general public, please make your way to the court and cover the entire judgment,” Detective Sharon said suddenly. With this, the police officers behind Mr. Alexander, Attorney Hughes, and Mr. X immediately held them on the shoulders and made them walk forward.In this way, the reporters filmed how the criminals were bound in cuffs from their wrists to their ankles, creating a human chain of guilt, shackled in the echoes of their misdeeds.In a straight line, Mr. Alexander, Attorney Hughes, and Mr. X, tagged as criminals, were taken towards the ominous black van a little distance outside the police station. The exterior was tainted with the shadows of secrecy, rumbling down the desolate street. Its tinted windows guarded the interior like silent sentinels, b
As the judge instructed that the proceedings could proceed, Attorney Sarah Thompson began her statement immediately."Your Honor, esteemed members of the court, today we bring to light a dark conspiracy that thrived in the shadows. These three individuals, Mr. Alexander, Mr. X, and Attorney Hughes, were members of a clandestine organization that dealt in the unspeakable act of assassination," Attorney Thompson said, immediately shooting her eyes at Mr. Alexander. In this way, a smirk appeared on her face like a traffic light guiding cars on the road, conveying a message of doom to Mr. Alexander."Mr. Alexander, the orchestrator of this heinous plot, engaged the services of this organization to silence a man named Ethan Mark permanently. Ethan Mark is a person who has done nothing to him but cut him off from devouring his company completely."As she said this, she gestured towards a projector in the courthouse, and in return, the projector revealed a meeting between Mr. Alexander, Atto
“Objection noted. Attorney Thompson, you may state your response,” the judge said.“Your honor, the defense seems keen on casting doubt on the validity of the evidence. To address these concerns head-on, we present a witness who will shed light on the legitimacy of the video in question,” Attorney Thompson said, signaling towards the door, where a detective, well-dressed and composed, entered the courtroom.“Your honor, may I present Detective Rachel Williams, a seasoned investigator with expertise in digital forensics? She will testify to the authenticity of the video evidence and counter any claims of manipulation.”At this moment, the detective took her place on the witness stand, ready to provide her testimony.“The court acknowledges Detective Williams as an expert witness in digital forensics. You may proceed, Attorney Thompson.”“Objection, your honor! A detective cannot be a reliable witness in a case where technology, especially AI, is involved,” Attorney Reynolds said as he
As Dr. Millier said, the courtroom was filled with doubts regarding the integrity of the presented evidence. Murmurs arose from the people in the court as they turned to face one another, questioning silently."Could it be that the video evidence is fake and Attorney Hughes is truly innocent?""But if Attorney Hughes is innocent, what does that make Mr. Alexander? Does it mean he is innocent too?"While the murmuring continued, resembling the sounds of a thousand voices in a market square, the court bailiff shouted, "Court!" to restore decorum and order, as the murmurs escalated like the crescendo of a distant storm.Suddenly, Attorney Thompson's cellphone began to explode like a firework."Attorney Thompson, it is mandatory to silence your cellphone while at the bench. Are you disrespecting the court?" The judge frowned upon seeing Attorney Thompson's ringing phone."I apologize, Your Honor. I do not mean to disrespect the court, but this phone call is relevant to the subject matter
“Attorney Reynolds, proceed with what you have to say,” the judge said, but if indeed Attorney Reynolds had anything meaningful to say, it was lost in a string of surreal and entirely irrelevant phrases. “Your Honor, do you think this is true? I mean, this is a clear Quantum penguin engaging in disco jamboree, a clear violation of intergalactic jurisprudence!” The courtroom was caught in a moment of surreal confusion as Attorney Reynolds continued with his seemingly meaningful yet entirely irrelevant phrases. "Attorney Reynolds, I'm afraid I'm not well-versed in the legalities of quantum penguins and disco jamborees. Could you please bring your objection back to this earthly courtroom?" "My sincerest apologies, Your Honor. I seem to have experienced a temporal glitch in my legal lexicon. No objection; carry on." “Your Honor, I believe the defense attorney has suddenly experienced a glitch because he knows that something he has not imagined has happened, and of course, something ve