Please Marshall, Be Merciful

Whereas, Derick was seated on a kingly sized couch on the podiim. He was looking at the scene with a very dark expression. His concern was not only about his mother who would be saddened about Katherine's death but Katherine's three children as well. But what can he do? He had tried to help this woman severally but she obstinately refused his help.

"Not guilty," she announced.

Alessio's eyes deepened, "you still don't have a prove that you are innocent, why do you prove not guilty?"

Katherine's lips cured up into a sardonic smirk, "who says I do not have a prove?"

Alessio was stunned at her reply. Expecially how bold and courageous she looked even in the face of death. She didn't look timid like the last time the god of war invited her on stage.

Alessio comported himself and spoke, "we haven't seen any prove yet that claimed you are innocent. If you have one, you can still tender it."

Katherine turned and signalled to Samantha. Samantha left her colleagues and walked towards the jeep