Miron's story
I could understand Johnatan's harsh question. He was used to this kind of interrogation and certainly the fact that James was wasting time did not please him at all. Everything was against the clock now. James froze and seemed to have no words to speak. He did try but they didn't come out. They were stuck, as was James's breathing.
With a wave of his hand, he pushed me aside slightly and came in front of James with the same threatening look. As if by instinct, James wanted to get up, but Johnatan pinned him to
Miron's storyThings were starting to clear up and the case was becoming brighter by the day. James seemed to understand how important it was to come to our team and make his mother happy. Sarah was dangerous and seemed to understand. James knew, too, but he needed a boost. More and more witnesses joined us in this fierce struggle. Anyway, nothing prepared us for what James had to tell us.Gentlemen, if I have joined you in this fight against injustice, I would like to put you in connection with something. I don't know the procedures but being a person Sarah is connected to I suspect will help.What are we talking about here, Mr. Powell?About this
Miron's storyThe next morning Johnatan and I decided to go to the address on the paper given by James. His mother called me last night and confirmed that they were somewhere far away, out of Sarah's reach. I told her I didn't want to know where that it was for their own protection and that at the time of the trial James would be in London. We already established that I will call her when I have more news.Time passed relatively quickly and in less than an hour, we were in Johnatan's car with high hopes that we would make even more light in this case. The more days passed, the worse it was for Rita, and sometimes to be honest I felt that I would not resist. But both she and our unborn baby gave me the strength to stand up and walk with my head held high. It was hard but not impossible.
Miron's storyThe tone of his voice was so vehement that I could feel hatred for his sister and everything she had probably done to him as a teenager. It was hard to look into his sad eyes stunned but mixed at the same time with regret that he had not taken this decision earlier. Maybe the opportunity didn't even arise until that time.Jonathan sat down on the chair and took out the recording device. Given that Jack will remain in the military, for the time being, it was mandatory to record his testimony. And anyway, we hope that things will evolve quickly and that in a maximum of two weeks we will have Sarah arrested and pending trial. And Rita… my love Rita will finally be in my arms again.Okay Jack, with your permission I'd like to record today'
Miron's storyJack's face seemed frozen in time. It wasn't as if he didn't know what his sister was up to, but I didn't think he expects us to reveal that she was actually a serial killer and was still free. And I saw something on his face too. The fact that he didn't regret it at all by helping us. You'd say it's a blood call for being brothers, but not in their case. Sarah had done too much damage and harm too many innocent people for her brother to ignore or rather forgive.Serial killer, you say?Unfortunately, yes, but you're on the right track and we don't have to do much research. We have enough evidence to charge her.That can only make me
Miron's storyBelle was still in shock, but still the oath she made me take placed me somewhere I just couldn't choose. I loved Rita and Belle had been my friend for so long; and in addition, she helped Rita throughout this period. If it wasn't for Belle, Rita wouldn't have resisted. But she did not give up. She needed a guarantee that Rita would escape with her life either way.Miron, are you still there? Swear to me, I need you to swear to me. Otherwise, I won't do it…Ok, Belle, I swear I'll do my best to help you both.Is not enough Miron but I think I will have to be happy with that. When do you want to start?
Miron's storyThe long-awaited moment has come. Johnatan finally ordered his men to enter. At the same time, he signaled to me to let the agents do their thing and for us to stay behind them for protection. Peter was next to me and Corrine stood close to the car away from the impending danger. When the path was clear she could come to join us. Only she was just as worried. Although she did not know Rita personally, she had come to love the woman I was talking about day and night; the woman who made me forget about myself and the woman who taught me that love is above all and everything.I could hear from somewhere outside how the agents were already shouting at Sarah to surrender. I was afraid for Rita and Belle's lives. Sarah was desperate to escape the ambush and I didn't know how she would react. Especially since she also had a gun. From Rita's head, he pointed the
Miron's storyFive days have passed since Rita's release and Annabelle's funeral. The pain was too great to be expressed in words. Rita was hospitalized as soon as I got her out of that ordeal and she was still in the hospital. The doctors followed her pregnancy and rehydrated her daily. Analysis after analysis so that everything was perfect. Our baby was developing normally.We buried Belle immediately after the autopsy report came out. It didn't take long. The cause of death was more than clear, the wound shot. Having no family, Peter, Corrine, and my good friends Gloria and Paul were the ones who led her on her last journey to eternity.Sarah was arrested and a series of interrogations between her and Johnatan had begun. He told me it was complicated and that Sarah wouldn't give up. But Johnatan had his methods, and the
Miron's storyJohnatan's invitation was tempting but now my priority was Rita. Although there was nothing I could do to hide my concern from my face, Rita noticed my sudden change.Miron, what happened? Was it the detective on the phone?Although I was stalling, Rita did not give up. She knew me too well.My love, you can tell me anything, you know I will always support you!Yes, I know, my dear, it was Johnatan indeed. He confirmed to me that Sarah has not been officially arrested and will not be in the near future. He is somehow waiting for her trial to be transferred to
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!