Rita’s storyAs Belle was gathering the leftovers, Sarah rushed into the house, slamming the door hard, mumbling something and she had dirt all over her. I remained terrified at the thought that she carried her diabolical plan until the very end. It was sad to think that the poor’s woman last words, last reaction, and last breath.I couldn’t help myself even if she was still in the bathroom- You did it, didn’t you? You couldn’t help it you unjustly punished the poor woman. She was your mother you freak! Those last words I shouted so hard that Sarah came out and faced me with hatred the kind I have never seen in her eyes before. She took a step closer to me and I could feel her stench as she didn’t clean herself yet. Her rough palm was holding my jaw forcing me to look at her. - Do you hate your life that much? Because if you do I can help you. You are not untouchable you know?- Maybe you don’t know the power of Adam Oakland and in what kind of circles he
Miron’s storyI could never lie to Corrine as she never lets herself lied to. Even if I want to hide something from her it is a lost battle from the very beginning. - Look Miron, I know you are frightened that bad things might happen to Rita. We all are. But we have to analyze this issue objectively, because if we let our subjectivism take control our thought we can make mistakes for sure. - You are always right, and that is why I chose you in my team to keep me afloat.- So, you wanted to tell me what has happened since I have been absent? - Yes, everything that happened these days stretched my nerves to the limit. Sarah killed her mother…- What? Say that again!- Sarah, in one last desperate gesture she killed the only person that really cared for her. - How that happened?You could tell Corrine couldn’t believe what I was telling her. It is so hard to digest this kind of news even being a psychologist. She is human
Miron’s storyJack’s idea seemed excellent. Only the thought I might hear Rita’s voice again or even see her for a little bit made me rejoice. It was a huge opportunity and I intend to make the most out of it.
Rita’s storyAs time went by my mood was becoming more and more unbearable. Every time Belle was trying to lift my spirits but there were days when she just stopped trying. She said it was the pregnancy, the hormones and she would give me time.This was one of my fine days and also because Sarah was gone. It is the second day without her and to be honest I feel better when she is not. Belle was also gone yesterday to speak with Miron but she came late and I was already asleep so she would tell me what happened today.- I didn’t want to wake you up, Rita. And besides what I am going to tell you will make you very happy.- What is it? You got me curious. First tell me how is Miron? How are the others?- Miron is fine it is just he looks a little tired with all these searches. He was with Corrine when I went to see him. When you will meet her you will like her.- It is fine I am not jealous of her. I am aware that she helped him with all the riddles and
Miron’s storyKnowing that the day when I can see and hear Rita was that close gave me a new reason to continue. Continue this fight I have been given for over a month and with no result so far. Jack and I decided to meet at his house being safer. - Miron, welcome, come on in- Thank you.I advanced in Jack’s house and took a seat near his working area. He had a lot of devices all over the place. He must have been waiting for me.- You have arranged nicely here Jack!- I do whatever I can. Since I left the Secret Services something was missing in my life and that was helping people, like you. So I decided to do it on my own and on my terms. So far so good. Now, do you have Belle’s phone?- Of course, I do, here it is.I handed the cell phone to Jack and he started analyzed it right away. And when thought he is going to do this all day he started the speech.- So, this is really good. It can support the two apps.- Was the
Rita’s storyThree days since Sarah is gone and I am starting to wonder what she up to was. She must have been planning something otherwise she wouldn’t be missing that much time. Belle was in the kitchen making me a tea and I…I had my hands lose and it was like the most wonderful feeling in the world.- Belle?- Yes…- I was thinking, since it seems like Sarah is not going to show up today, you can go visit Miron.Belle popped out of the kitchen with two large cups of tea seeking my excited gaze. Because I was excited at the idea that today Miron might hear and see me. - You know you are right? Seems like Sarah is going to be missing too so why not? Here, drink this warm chamomile tea, it will make you good.- Thank you, always thinking at me and my baby. I wonder how Sarah will change from the moment my belly starts to grow. I just want her to stop beating me and stop tying me up.- Don’t worry Rita, I shall be here and I will tr
Rita’s storyThree days since Sarah is gone and I am starting to wonder what she up to was. She must have been planning something otherwise she wouldn’t be missing that much time. Belle was in the kitchen making me a tea and I…I had my hands lose and it was like the most wonderful feeling in the world.- Belle?- Yes…- I was thinking, since it seems like Sarah is not going to show up today, you can go visit Miron.Belle popped out of the kitchen with two large cups of tea seeking my excited gaze. Because I was excited at the idea that today Miron might hear and see me. - You know you are right? Seems like Sarah is going to be missing too so why not? Here, drink this warm chamomile tea, it will make you good.- Thank you, always thinking of me and my baby. I wonder how Sarah will change from the moment my belly starts to grow. I just want her to stop beating me and stop tying me up.- Don’t worry Rita, I shall be here and I will tr
Sarah’s storyHe hangs up the phone right at Sarah’s door. She managed to hear though with whom he was talking about. It was Miron for sure at the end of the line. Sarah remained like a stone, immobilized, she could not breathe properly; she could even hear her heartbeat. It was like an irregular drumbeat echoing in the whole room and in her ears. Adam was stupidly happy about his visit. Eventually Sarah swallowed the knot from her throat and mouths something.- What the hell are you doing here?- Oh, but Sarah this isn’t the way to welcome your father, now is it?If looks could kill Adam would have been long dead. He had the nerve to bring this man here, the man who ruined her life from the very beginning; the man that literally spat on her existence and forced her to make the most sinful of the sins, murder. And not just any murder, but one that ended what could have been a beautiful friendship. Because in her madness, deep inside Sarah admitted that being neighbor
Miron's story After one year… Hey, Noah, look what Daddy has here. Your favorite toy. Let's see where Mommy is. Rita was in the small garden she had set up in our backyard right next to the pool. She loved to grow and care for flowers. She had roses of all colors, peonies, and many tulips. She adored them and it seemed like little Noah too because since he saw her he started moving his little hands and feet. He was adorable. Let's see what Mommy is doing here. Rita was bent over the peonies and I intentionally pushed her a little and she fell on the wet ground. Noah began to laugh so hard with his tiny mouth that I was beg
Miron's storyToday Sarah was going to have a big surprise. The court had summoned her brother to testify. And besides, there's a second T-shirt sprinkled with Jenna's blood. Jack led us to it and from there to its analysis and the establishment that it belonged to Sarah was just one step.People were resuming their seats on the benches. The atmosphere, I didn't know why it was tenser. Maybe because the weather was darker outside. It wasn't long before Sarah was brought in and we then heard the echo of the bailiff's voice.All rise! The honorable judge Stone!We all rose as we always did. The feeling was still strange. Something was going to happen today, I was more and more sure of it. Even Michael mentioned to me that
Miron's storyJohn Maxwell came frightened through the benches right to the witness box, looking in all directions as if waiting for something to happen to him. I was really sorry to know him like that, to look at him and see that he has no defense.The fear was also that he had not seen the light of day in years, the taste of freedom probably since he entered that hospital. Of course, there were walks in the hospital yard but it was not the same.Like scared, he took the oath and took his seat. Again the defense had no questions. I can say that we were lucky that the lawyer didn't know the people and thus the time was shortened and it could only be in our favor.John, please tell us, who you are most afraid of?
Miron's storyAnd so the first bomb fell. We all watched Mandy dance with the baseball bat as if it were the most normal thing in the world. And that T-shirt that was presented and accepted as evidence in the file, was all my delight. From time to time I looked at Sarah, who could no longer find her seat in the chair next to her lawyer. I could say with all my heart that it was the final blow given to this criminal.The orthopedist managed to convince everyone that Sarah at the age of adolescence could easily have handled that bat and I would go even further and say that he also convinced the jurors. Their grimaces suggested many things and not exactly in favor of the defendant.Yesterday seemed to pass just as fast and today it was Father Maxwell’s turn to give statements. He had been summoned two days ago. The momen
Miron's storyThe whole room was already silent and everyone was waiting for Michael's answer. The answer was delayed but maybe he was preparing his ground. That was exactly what he did. He turned on one foot facing the jurors and then to the judge and with a sigh announced the expert's entry.Your Honor, I contradict the lawyer's words, and not only me but also the orthopedic doctor William Dale, also an occasional baseball player, in his free time but enough to tell us how things are. I know it was not quoted but I could not prove otherwise that the bat can be easily handled by a 15-year-old child.
Miron's storySarah's lawyer smashed Darla with the last question, but now it was Michael's turn and I knew he would calm her down. Then followed that indisputable evidence that even the jurors could not ignore. Sarah will definitely have a surprise.Michael had already been invited to question the witness. Darla was a little calmer.Miss Darla, please tell us, what did you see from the yard of your house, being next door to the defendant?That they always have quarrels and Bob almost all the time insulted his wife, including his children.Who is Bob? And how would you describe him?
Miron's storyThe days started to go by so fast that we don't even have time to breathe. Today, Rita's aunt, Darla, was called to the witness box. She came to us first. I offered to come and get her, but she refused. It was clear that she was nervous, but she would have to get over it and tell Sarah's relationship with both her parents and her sister, Lucy, in great detail.But she was very happy when she saw Rita again. They hadn't seen each other in years so they cried and hugged for minutes. They talked about Lucy, how much she loved life and how much she loved Rita. It's just that fate has been very hostile to them.Miron, Rita, I'm scared! It hurts so much to talk about Lucy that I'm afraid of making a mistake.
Miron's storyYesterday passed quickly. As we had agreed, we cooked together and fell asleep faster than we expected. Rita was really tired but they didn't need her today, so she just accompanied me. I still tried to get her to stay home to rest but she flatly and elegantly refused me.Love, my place is next to you for better or worse. I promise if I start to feel unwell I'll ask Peter to bring me home.Okay, I'll take your word for it. Shall we go?Let's go.It didn't take us ten minutes to get to court. Michael, as usual, was waiting for us in the hall. We were invited in and the same protocol
Rita's storyThe prosecutor's questions hurt me extremely, but I knew I had to answer them. That's the only way I could punish Sarah. It was cruel to remember everything I went through in that warehouse and then to all the places Sarah carried me over but if that was the only way to put her behind bars then I had little choice. Even the baby had become agitated. Instinctively I put my hand on my belly as if wanting to protect him. I kind of guessed what questions would follow.Do we understand, Miss Sinclair, that the defendant here kidnapped your mother and confessed to killing her?Objection! He is misleading the witness!