Cast From Law Abiding Citizen Novels & Stories

"Mom, this is a professional matter, I have to take responsibility and I don't want any words to fail in my duties." Zaweel has always been stubborn and always ambitious when it comes to work. He will not shirk his responsibilities. "You can ask another lawyer to replace you, don't go back there!" Mama Monika doesn't want to hear any of Zaweel's excuses. "Tomorrow's court decision, after which Zaweel will finish being Haziya's lawyer. Mom, will every case Mama prohibit me from becoming a lawyer for clients if my client does not meet Mama's criteria?" Zaweel is restless trying to persuade his mother to open a better mind, without having to think badly of Haziya just because her status is now

There was a measure of satisfaction that H-6 felt, knowing that he would sentence the man at a personal level. He places his foot on his back, and digs onto the battered spine of his prey. “Citizen, you have been caught firing an illegally acquired weapon on unarmed civilians. How do you plead.” It was just a courtesy of course. The Arbiter’s scan told him his name was Maximo Chen.

Takoda murmured, his gray eyes pinning me to the floor as his chest expanded with a slow breath, “is my kingdom. I anchored my heels into the damp floor, staring right into his unyielding eyes. “And if I refuse to accept that?” I spat, the damp air making my throat rasped. His face remained a frozen mask of chiseled stone. “It doesn't change the law,” he stated, his low voice echoing off the cell blocks. “The law?” I let out a sharp, breathless laugh, my chest heaving as the pure absurdity of it choked me. “You honestly think the law matters to me right now?”

Chapter 4: Playing the Part Jake leaned against the counter of his coffee shop, his fingers drumming restlessly against the polished wood. It was early morning, yet the usual comforting aroma of freshly brewed espresso and warm pastries did little to soothe his nerves. Outside, the press was swarming like vultures, cameras flashing as soon as any movement was detected inside. A few brave customers had attempted to slip through the chaos, but most turned away, unwilling to deal with the circus outside. The sudden media attention was overwhelming, and Jake couldn’t shake the feeling that his once simple life had taken a sharp, irreversible turn.

Instead, I was walking toward what felt like my execution. --- The taxi ride started normally enough. The driver, an older man with kind eyes and calloused hands, made small talk about the weather while moving through the morning traffic. But as we drove deeper into the city, the conversation took a darker turn. "Terrible business, this new law," he said, shaking his head. "Don't get me wrong, what happened to that doctor was awful. But innocent people gonna suffer for it." Through the window, I watched ICE vehicles parked outside businesses, officers in tactical gear conducting "routine inspections" that looked anything but routine. People pressed against storefronts, trying to make themsel

She groans. “I… love to get high” She groans as she shook her head and closing her eyes. “You know what, these things are illegal in my country” She’s grabbing the weed from the book. “But, um… they are illegal because my government is hick, which is why I do not respect that law” She ends. “H-how can you get in here if you’re not from this place?” I wonder. “Uh, I’m an American citizen who spent my childhood in my actual country and being pressured by parents” She responds.

Yes, we've fought and disagree but at the end if every day, Blake and I know that we love each other and we can make it through anything. Blake is working as a juvinial parol officer, who's well loved by the kids she works with because she actually listens to them and helps them without treating them like they're just dumb kids who are hopeless. I'm still working at the lawyer's office but I've been promoted to a personal assistant to Mr. Gordon (they divorce lawyer Julie used) with a substantial pay raise.

Gold Jerrod was taken away by the policemen right after. Emma felt much better after she watched everything unfold. It was once said that one should not add insult to injury or be happy while others suffered, as such behavior was very shameful. But in Emma’s case, she was unable to suppress her joy. She was so happy that she was laughing out loud. Thomas said slowly, “As you can see, this is the result of breaking the law. You must follow the law whether you are rich or poor, no one is exempt.” Emma shrugged. “Tch, I don’t want to listen to your preaching.”

I came face to face with the man that once ushered me into this large iron bars. "You have been in a different world for the past seven years. You have now known what it means to live behind the iron gate. None of my assistants knew you before you were brought in here. The law brought you in. It is hoped that you will go out there into the real world and settle down to a normal life that will keep you out of trouble." He said sternly. "Yes sir, I've learnt a lot here, I promise to be a good citizen when I get back home. Thank you." I replied.

“I’m still calling you it. And I’ll make sure to be a bad girl who needs to be arrested and appropriately punished.” “It is my duty to uphold the law.” She takes a sip of her coffee, smiling. “I’ll make sure you catch me jay-walking or something.” I laugh. “Living on the edge.” “I’m a regular criminal.” “Please. Like you’ve ever broken a law.” She chokes on her coffee, eyes going wide. “Forget how to drink?” I raise my eyebrows. “Went down the wrong pipe,” she says between coughs. “And it’s hot.” “You okay?”