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Nolan says. "Jim Fats?" Carson says, interrupting him. "You mean Jim O'Sullivan. This is a fucking legal issue, idiot. Use his real name." "Fuck you," Nolan says. "Anyway, Billy and Jim, the cops accused them of dealing a little methamphetamine. Problem is, they didn't have any of the stuff on their persons at the time of the arrest, which means it's their word against the cops, and you know how that goes." My mind starts spinning. If there's no physical evidence, it's going to be hard for the cops to make anything stick, but there's no guarantee they don't have other evidence. Witnesses, recorded conversations. Maybe, if I can get some documentation—

"And you do not think her disappearance is connected to her investigation into Vanessa?" "I think Ms. Chen's disappearance could be connected to any number of things. People go missing for a lot of reasons." I could feel my frustration building. "Detective Morrison, what would it take to convince you that we are telling the truth?" "Evidence of an actual crime. Not financial documents, not family drama, not theories about inheritance schemes. Evidence that a law has been broken." "Like what?" "Like proof that Ms. Martinez kidnapped or harmed Ms. Chen. Like proof that she forged documents or committed fraud. Like proof that she has made specific threats against your brother's life."

"Let's talk about what we actually know. We know Gloria Martinez died. That's tragic. But people die. Especially people with heart conditions. The prosecution says she was murdered. But the only evidence is a confession from a serial killer seeking a deal and an audio recording that could have been edited or fabricated." Schaffer walked back and forth. "We know Daniel Torres died in a car accident. Tragic again. But accidents happen. The prosecution says Julian Cross ordered it. But where's the proof? A conversation about someone disappearing? That could mean anything." He stopped. Faced the jury directly. "We know The Covenant exists. But membership in an organization isn't illegal. The pro

he murmured, “the old you would’ve told me none of this was your fault—that it was their fault.” “Them?” she let out a hollow laugh. “You know what’s messed up? Bad people don’t need proof to ruin someone’s life. But when we try to hold them accountable? We need evidence. We need airtight facts. Otherwise, no one listens. No one cares.” There was no evidence for her father’s crash. No evidence for her kidnapping three years ago. Tina Mendes’ death had gone unresolved. Yvonne took her life in silence. Judy had her tongue cut out. Scarlett had been assaulted. And Sarah herself had almost died in multiple accidents.

She was now sobbing and Damien looked at her as if she was child , which she was . "Why don't you have a look for yourself darling." She gave Lia a brown folder and Lia was hesitant to look. No way her Ace could ever do something like this. Her father was something so precious, he wouldn't hurt a fly so why would he dare to steal money for them ! She opened the folder with her wobbly hands and looked through it. She gasped. Not only were there pictures of the murders but there was even a chip . It was something she had to look at another time. She looked trough the documents and felt her heart accelerating.

That was beyond brutal. "What are the cops saying?" a classmate asked. "They're calling it murder. The investigation's still ongoing. I heard they didn't find any real clues at the scene. The killer was very careful," Micah said. "The creepiest part is that there were a few empty takeout boxes next to him, all greasy with oil. It was like… like someone put them there on purpose." My heart started pounding wildly. Takeout boxes? How could that be a coincidence?

Even the air seemed to hold its breath. “The prosecution’s narrative is loud,” Gabriel continued, “but volume is not evidence. The defendant maintains he was medically unconscious for three consecutive days—during the exact hours this crime allegedly occurred. He was physically incapable of leading, participating, or even being aware. And the government’s so-called ‘evidence’ is a fragmented blur of chaos, conjecture, and assumptions. That is not proof. That is supposition. That is desperation dressed as certainty.” Samuel’s lips curled into a sneer.

From then on, Lucas vanished from my life. Three years later, the police fished out a corpse from the ocean. After an investigation, they deduced that the man was the leader of Devil's Advocate, the mafia organization. His cause of death was suicide. The police were puzzled, wondering why such a powerful figure would choose to end his own life. Only I knew it was because Lucas had gone to find the past Lucille, the one who had once loved him deeply.

Diandra zoomed in on a few visible photos of the victim, whose index finger was turning blue because the nail was gone. "Yeah, I noticed that too. But damn it! "Christopher's youngest son always gets away with it and has no evidence or traces of a crime to his name." Zella clutched her hands; previously, she had asked Layla who was so skilled in hacking internet data, but still, there was no criminal record for Mikequel Cristopher. "He's quite cunning and clever in playing the action." Diandra nodded and agreed with what Zella said. She was amazed at how Mikequel Christopher's murders worked; how could they accuse Mike of murder? Even though Mike has no evidence of committing murder. Of cour

“How can they let a monster like that roam free?!” “I understand your frustration, sir. But the assigned police and investigator in this case had long retired.” “Bullshit!” Chaos angrily yelled. Evan felt a shiver run down his spine as he tried to muster up some courage to inform him, “The case file states that there was insufficient evidence to proceed,” He explained, his voice somber. “Weak eyewitness testimony and a lack of physical evidence hindered the prosecution.” Chaos’ anger flared, his fists clenched. “Insufficient evidence?! What kind of justice system do fucking have?” he roared angrily. “This man has ruined countless lives, yet he walks free! It is a fucking disgrace!”