All Chapters of I Protected My Son’s Killer: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

"Charged with kidnapping resulting in the death of Eric Thomas and remaining at the scene afterward."In the courtroom, the prosecutor closed the case file and displayed the crime-scene photographs on the large screen.In an abandoned chemical plant, my son Eric was tied to a rusted iron post.A coarse nylon rope was pulled tight around his neck. His face was blue.Nicholas sat slumped a few feet from the body with blood all over his hands and a bloody knife still gripped in one of them.The scene was horrifying.Alex took one look, clutched at his chest, and let out a cry of pure despair."Your Honor, I don't want compensation. I want him sentenced to death!""My son was 22. He was supposed to graduate next month! His life had only just begun!"In the gallery, the cries of friends and family blended into one.Emma Wood, my son's girlfriend, pointed at Nicholas in the dock and screamed herself hoarse."You destroyed a family for money! People like you belong in hell!"Nicholas stood in

After the burial, I did not let Alex touch my son's urn.I had Nicholas carry it. We went straight to the hillside house my son had loved most.Alex was waiting at the gates with a group of people, his eyes bloodshot."Olivia, give Eric to me! This was his favorite place. Are you determined to deny him peace even in death?"I looked at him coldly."This house is in my name. I decide who gets to live here. As for his ashes, I'm his mother. The decision is mine."That afternoon, I had my son's room cleared out and every trophy, photograph, and piece of clothing boxed up and thrown into a garbage truck.Nicholas stood in the doorway holding the urn, pale and uneasy."Mrs. Thomas... this... this is Eric's home. I can't...""This isn't Eric's home anymore."I made the bed with new linens and added his fingerprint to the smart lock on the bedroom door."This is your home now."At midnight, Nicholas slept on the living room couch, clutching a blanket.I said nothing. I put Eric's custom sneak

The prosecutor was stunned and then his face darkened."Ma'am, do not obstruct justice! Nicholas's fingerprints were on the weapon at the scene, the ligature marks on the victim's neck matched the rope he was holding, and Nicholas himself confessed. Now you're claiming he didn't kill Eric?""The rope was around Eric's neck. That much is true."I drew a breath and laid the photographs from my folder out in a row."But he was already dead before that."What I handed over was a deliberately suppressed request for an independent forensic examination.I requested tissue samples from deep within the victim's neck and a new determination of the time of death.I built my company on medical devices. I know the best forensic specialists in the field.The day they wheeled Eric's body out, one look was enough for me to tell that something was wrong.The ligature mark from the nylon rope was deep, but there was very little subcutaneous bleeding and no clear sign that he had struggled.More importan

With his mother gravely ill and urgently needing money for surgery, Nicholas had borrowed from illegal loan sharks.Emma selected him and told him that if he went to the chemical plant and played a little game, he would receive $200,000.Nicholas went.What he found was not a game. It was Eric's body.The police arrived moments later.It had all been a carefully planned trap.After I leaked a carefully worded hint about the truth to the media, public opinion reversed overnight.The people who had wept for Eric began digging frantically into his past.Angry crowds splashed red paint over his headstone and scrawled "Monster" and "He Got What He Deserved" across it.Emma burst into my office, her exquisitely made-up face twisted with rage."Olivia, have you lost your mind? If you release this, Eric will be ruined forever, and so will you!"I sat in the wide leather chair and looked at her coldly."Why should anyone cover up what he did?""So you can watch thousands of people spit on his g

They used Eric's phone to message Nicholas and tell him to come to the plant for his money.Then Alex wrapped the nylon rope around Eric's neck, making it look like he had been strangled.Eric had neither killed himself nor been kidnapped by Nicholas.His own father had smashed the back of his skull with an ashtray, then tightened a rope around his corpse and left him in the abandoned chemical plant.The moment the recording was released, social media fell silent.Alex was still struggling wildly when officers arrested him, pointing at me and screaming obscenities."Olivia! You forced me into it! If you hadn't insisted on going to the police, why would I ever have killed him! You vicious woman, you've destroyed this family!"I looked at him coldly across the cordon."Alex, I didn't force you to kill him. You killed him because if he turned himself in, he would have exposed the evidence that you had used him to launder money and embezzle company funds. The only person you have ever love