As with anything you need to tell the truth the truth is the first step into evidence then your holding to be true .You are a lawyer in this case
defended a man who was accused of a crime that he didn't do.You stand before the witness,a hush falls over the courtroom and you are ready to begin questioning him . You bring with you the knife that he was accused of using and killing his wife .' Have you seen this before ? ' You'd ask holding the knife at both ends carefully .The
witness looked at the knife without holding it as he studied it,you silently study the witness,to see if he was hiding anything or telling the truth. You did not falter your questions were the evidence and facts too. You had ten years of experience as a lawyer ,no one doubted that but yet there comes a case that even the best lawyer couldn't solve or was hard too cope with,and too
you this was one of them, he knew the murderer was on the witness stand right now,but he needed that one proof and that one fact that would put him away for life,you then knew his wife ,you lived closed to them, your wife and his were best friends,he was a well known local actor here and she wrote books,money wasn't the issue,drinking or abuse either you saw them drinking but not too the over doing of it . They were both in their thirties and even had a son Ricky who often came by your house to play baseball when his parents were working , You felt sorry for the kid the most all of a sudden his life changed,now without family or parents he was in a foster home right now.' No more questions your honor,' as you sat back down with the knife and the witness was then question by the other side . You sat there taking notes and listening. Then the witness was excuse and the guard stood by the judge,' All stand.'
' It is now,3:30,' announced the judge,' We will call it a day,this session will resume at 9:00am tomorrow ,' The guard said,' Your dismissed .'
After the courtroom quietly emptied,you grabbed your papers and briefcase,grab your coat and headed for the garage parking lot where your car was,reaching for the car keys suddenly you feel something poking in your back,it was a gun, but you never know who it was because the person that is holding the gun told you get in the car but hand them the keys,getting in the passenger's side of the car you studied the face of the man holding you hostage,or try to, so many faces you see in the courtroom so little time know them all.
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