Rita’s storyMy idea may not have the impact I thought it would on Belle but she was willing to try. She hated hurting me but it kind of was the only way she could regain Sarah’s trust. It was also risky as my pregnancy was small and a wrong blow could mean a miscarriage.
Sarah’s storyThe advice Adam gave was serious enough for Sarah to think about it twice before trusting again in Annabelle. But she did hit Rita when she wanted to escape. That could count for something. Anyway is a person that doesn’t trust anyone. She did it with Belle because she has earned it.- I don’t think Belle is one of those. This morning she hit Rita for trying to escape.- She did? Well then maybe I am mistaken and she really is trustworthy. I don’t question your judgment. And to answer your question, I will take Rita the way she is. There are miscarriages, accidents may happen.- Right you are. What about my other question?Adam did a quick turn with his head making sure nobody would hear him.- I can help you with that too. All I need is a little time?- How long?- Not too long, maximum a week is that ok with you?- It is perfect.- Now tell me the big picture. Why this hatred against Rita?-
Miron’s storyI waited a whole week for this phone call to come. And it did. This time we were all at the studio when Sarah called with another riddle.
Sarah’s storyAs things were happening very fast, Sarah was waiting for news about this mission of hers; news that only Adam could give her. She was pacing alone and furious in her house away from Rita and Belle. She wanted to speak with Adam ASAP but he was late to call her. Finally the phone rang.- Sarah, are you home?- Of course I am where could I be?- We have to talk about…- I know, I thought you would never call. Come to my place, I shall be waiting for you.- I will be there in ten or fifteen…She already hung up the phone so she didn’t hear his final words. Sarah was almost sure that something was not quite right if Adam wanted to talk about it. And coming to her place confirmed it better. Also she avoided talking on the phone as it can be listened to, tracked down. Even if she said no cops involved, Sarah was almost certain Miron found a way and someone from the force to help him. But now she couldn’t harm Rita as she promised t
Micron’s storyAll of my friends could see that I turned white as a sheet of paper. They gathered around my but also living me space to breathe. - What does the paper say?I was still frozen in front of that single word that was written on the paper. How can one simple word shook me entirely and my world too?- It says „death”- Death???Corrine was also astonished making the connection with what had happened to her earlier. She was really scared now because she didn’t know if the note was referring to her or was another threat to Rita.- I am sure this has nothing to do with you…- How can you be so sure? The woman almost got me killed.As she was going further with the explanations she began shaking incontrollable. I had to hold her because she couldn’t control herself. - Calm down please, Corrine! I will protect you! Haven’t I already done it?She stopped for a second from shaking and found my worried gaze. I felt so helpless,
Rita’s storyRemembering that name was like a revelation. I almost forgot of this man’s existence. From the moment I suspect that he did something that Miron and I had that ugly fight I can’t stand him.
Rita’s storyThe next morning I found myself chained instead of tied up as usual. I tried to move my hands a bit but it was impossible. The chain was actually digging into my skin leaving wounds hard to look at. I wonder when and how Sarah did that. And how come I did not feel that? I looked at Belle on the other chair. She was like into a deep sleep. I wasn’t feeling good myself either. I felt like I was dizzy. - Belle? Hey, Belle, wake up!But there was no answer and I was beginning to be afraid. What if she was dead? And what is that smell? Was like…chloroform? And besides, how do I know how chloroform smells?Is part of my memory coming back? I hope so because living in this hole is like walk into a dark night knowing you can physically see but you struggle to adjust your eyes to that dark. Was there any possibility that I had something to do with this chloroform?Finally Belle was giving signs of waking up. Slowly but she was. - Oh my God Belle, you are alive
Rita’s story Peter’s turnAnother two days without any important happenings. Only Belle was here to take care of me. I have food at my discretion now. Someone wants me to be healthy. And if it is Adam I have to know and eventually speak to him. Maybe I can turn these odds in my favor. Belle was resting now but close to my foot; in case Sarah storms in she asked to hit her hard so she could wake up. This crazy woman is keeping Belle awake day and night to watch over me. And so the door slammed and I hit Belle so hard that she jumped out of the chair.- Is everything all right ladies?- Everything is fine Sarah, why wouldn’t it be?- Well, doesn’t matter, today is a very interesting day. It is Peter’s turn.- Peter’s turn in what?The question just slipped from my lips, I kind of knew the answer but it was a reflex.- Look at poor Rita she wants to know what is going to happen to Peter. Why do you care? You don’t even know the man that go
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!