"So are you going to? Bury her in the family plot?" Ella asked. She was insistent on getting am answer now. It had bugged her all day, thinking of all the answers her father would give her.Patrick Ray still held a dark expression on his face. She could tell that he was uncomfortable answering her question. He scratched his beard for quite some time before answering her." Ella. Since we have made everyone believe it is Summer Ray , we have to keep up the game. I don't want to bury her next to your grandmother and grandfather but I have no choice. She is not worthy.""Then don't !" Ella replied sharply. She also didn't think that her mother was worthy. She would have let her rot in the forest if she had a choice."I don't want to raise suspicion, Ella. Sometimes in life we just have to bite our tongues and do what we need to do." Patrick Ray stated."I have an idea." A voice from the door said. Ella and Patrick both looked at the door. It was Jon." We will welcome any ideas at this mo
Finally the date of the court hearing was announced. It was the biggest event that Salt Rock had ever witnessed. It was bigger than their annual pumpkin pie mascarade ball. They had never ever had a missing persons case , let alone a murder case.Salt Rock was always a close knit community. Everyone knew everyone. It was safe . Everyone looked out for eachother. Now they had made global news as being one of the most dangerous towns in the world. It had brought them attention but not in a good way.Ella smiled at that thought. Their faces will be all over the news. They will be international villains."Just two more sleeps before I walk into the court house like a blast from the past." Ella smirked to herself.The day approached quickly and before she knew it, it was the big pre trail.Her father had decided to stay with her until the trail was over and justice was served. He wanted to take Ella back with him.After the dangers that she had encountered over the weeks she was here, he
"Is there any other physical evidence? Miss Sting?" The judge addressed the district attorney."Not at this stage your honour. This is all that we have and witnesses." Mrs Sting took a seat."We now call upon the first defendant, Bobby Styles , to take the stand." Mrs Sting said loudly as she picked up a pad of paper.Bobby was led by the policeman to the stand. He stood up, placed his hand on the Bible, "I do solemnly, sincerely and truly declare and affirm that the evidence I shall give shall be the truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth." He repeated after the officer."The Bible was taken back and Bobby took a seat in the little box. The microphone was now adjusted to his height and he stared out at the crowd like a deer with headlights.Scanning the room, his face went pale when he saw Ella at the back. The look of confusion and relief washed over his face." Summer is not dead. There she is right over there." He pointed with his cuffed hands.Everyone turned to look at
" I am stating the facts." Bobby snapped. He stared around the room and then directly at the jury. " Do you think I am heartless. I loved Summer, with all my heart. We were going to married after college and have two lovely babies and.....and......and.......live in a small cottage........we were going to have everything we ever dreamed off. And here I am being accused for the death of my girlfriend. I did not kill her. I am still grieving for my loss."He wiped his eyes with the back of his hands.Ella looked at his pitiful expression. He lied so well. He should have decided to go to the school of arts. He should have become an actor."The facts." Mrs Sting repeated. She leaned on the desk, her face was inches from his . She could sense his fear."Are there any further relevant questions for the defendant?" The judge asked Mrs Sting. She looked as if she was honoured to have the first biggest case in salt Rock.Her daily routine was traffic fines and petty theft."No. I will question
Ella felt as if she was in school again. Her tummy rumbled loudly as she made her way to the cafeteria."Ella, wait." Her father called from far behind her.Ella did not stop, she reached the cafeteria and ordered a deluxe sandwich and a salad. She knew under so much stress and anxiety, she would just eat it away. She moved over to the dessert isle and took a large slice of blueberry cheesecake and chocolate ice cream.Her father now stood beside her and patted her hair. He understood her anxiety and decided not to interfere with her own healing process.She say down at a corner table and looked out at the cluttered streets. There were reporters outside and Ella felt relieved when she realised they could not see here. The mirror effect had them looking at themselves. They looked like vultures waiting for a carcass. Ella dug into her sandwich, stuffing her mouth to keep her from talking to her father who sat across her, with a fork a knife in his hand.He placed down his utensils and
The hour went by quickly and Ella's fake mom squeezed Ella's hand. Ella liked the warmth of her hand and let her hold it for a while.They were supposed to be mourning their daughter, Summer, but they looked so cheery. They were laughing as if nothing had happened. As if they had not buried her just three days ago. She knew it was all fake and the reality was that her mother sat six feet underground or in the sea in some sharks gut but they needed to put up the fake misery and sombre feeling so that they would not look suspicious.Ella leaned forward and whispered that everyone was suspecting them of some foul play. Her eyes now moving to the right so that her father could follow her gaze.Patrick understood her anxiety and knew that they could not just turn their laughter into sorrow. He pulled out a gold locket from his pocket and a yo yo. He placed the locket in Ella's hand and said, " this was Summer's favourite piece of jewelry. I want you to have it."Ella looked at the beautifu
Before Ella could take a seat Brook pointed at her." That is Miss Summer Ray. It is her. That lying b****. Thinks she can sit here and mock me. I see right through you Summer.""Miss Wilds, we have already addressed this when Mr Style's took the stand this morning. We will not be having any of this nonsense in this court room."Ella smiled and nodded at the judge. She took a seat with her family and stared at Brook. "Proceed." The judge ordered the policeman.Brook placed her hand on the holy bible and took her oath."I do solemnly, sincerely and truly declare and affirm that the evidence I shall give shall be the truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth." She repeated after the officer.She rolled her eyes and took a seat as the officer took his place at the side. She placed her hands on the table, fiddling with the cuffs." Can you open these things, it's hurting my hands."Everyone ignored her."Miss Wilds. Where were you on the night of Miss Summer's murder?" Mrs Sting walk
" Did you know Summer was missing?" Mrs Sting asked Brook is an almost condescending manner."Duh." Brook rolled her eyes."Miss Wilds. That is not the way to answer! Duh. Is not an answer." Mrs Sting snapped. " Did you or did you not know that Summer was missing on that night?""Yes. I knew." Brook looked at Mrs Sting as if she was going to explode."How did you know?""I overheard Bobby asking people." Brook tried to convince herself when she said those words." Was the music not loud. How would you have heard if the music was loud. You were at a party." Mrs Sting scratched her head." I read his lips." Brook replied desperately."So you can read lips?" Mrs Sting chuckled. She found this rather amusing."Yes." Brook confirmed."Alright here we go." Mrs Sting mouthed out and everyone in the room looked confused."What did u just say, Miss Wilds?" Mrs Sting asked loudly."Objection." Mrs Freeman stood up and walked over to the judge." How is this relevant to the case. Miss Wilds knew,