Criminal Minds To Bear Witness Novels & Stories

“Whoever killed Mr. G and his family left no trail. No prints. No witnesses. Whoever did it knew exactly what they were doing.” “Maybe,” River said, his grin thin, “but once the truth comes out, whoever it was? They’ll wish they hadn’t done it. The Emperors don’t forgive, and they sure as hell don’t forget.” “There’s always a slip-up,” Heathcliff muttered. “A witness. Something. No crime is ever perfect.” They were right, right there in the room with them was the witness to the crime. And I didn’t have the balls to kill her.

I know, what I did to Monica was not acceptable. Until now, the guilt that I'm feeling is still lingering inside of me. Am I really violent? Does my reason valid for doing it to her? I nearly killed her, Bullet told me. After I lose my consciousness, I opened my eyes in the hospital room. Just the sound of the machine, snore of someone. I looked around me as I seek for someone I want to see. I want to see Bullet. I want him beside me…

“That all his talk about protecting me, about doing everything for my safety, was a lie. Because if he really cared about my well-being, he wouldn’t have shot an unarmed man in front of me.” “Objection,” Blake called out. “Speculation about the defendant’s mental state.” “Sustained,” Judge Reynolds said. “The jury will disregard the witness’s opinion on the defendant’s motivations. Miss Hart, stick to what you actually saw, not what you think he was feeling.” “I saw my father shoot Maddox Cruz,” I replied firmly. “I saw him show no remorse afterward. I noticed him trying to justify his actions by saying he was protecting me from danger, as if shooting someone was somehow less harmful than th

Gia Martin is suffering from acute trauma-induced mental disorder, has no memory of the incident, and is deemed not criminally responsible. Gordon looked up and met Ronald's eyes. Outside, dusk settled in. The distant noise beyond the police station rose and fell like the tide, relentless and unending.

“Mr Reed—sit or I’ll cuff you myself!” Two bailiffs grabbed my arms. I let them pull me back, chest heaving, Harper’s blood on my knuckles. He spat a tooth, eyes rolling. Matthew didn’t flinch. He slapped a thick folder on the table. “Bank transfers. Shipping manifests. Victim statements. Fraud. Human trafficking. Repeated sexual assault. Conspiracy to silence witnesses.” Each word landed like a nail in a coffin. “One last witness your honor.” Mathew said. “Go ahead.” Then Nana walked in.

note that this is illegal. With a deep breath, Athena clicked on the files Jay had sent her, and a series of mugshots filled her screen. Five faces stared back at her, each with a haunting story to tell. The first inmate, Karam Abigal, sent a shiver down Athena's spine. The sheer brutality of his crimes, the annihilation of an entire family, shook her to her core. It was chilling to read that he suffered from depression and schizophrenia, mental illnesses that seemed to contribute to the unimaginable acts he had committed. His impending death in five months added another layer of gravity to the situation.

Because my clients simply were not the ones who killed the victims,” Isaac said, sitting back down. I casually looked at the jury, we weren’t supposed to look at them much but it was fucking hard. I desperately wanted to gauge their reaction. “The prosecution will call it’s first witness,” the judge said. “I would like to call Cara Hewitt, your honor,” Gabe said. A few minutes later, after asking the female about her day and why she was at the bar, Gabe asked her if she could point out the two men she saw kill the victims. “They’re sitting right there, those are the guys,” she said, pointing at us.

He said frowning "Suprise!!!" I yelled laughing "You are under arrest senior Detective Shawn " i said suddenly frowning too "What? Where's your warrant, you can't get one so soon?"he yelled "Oh baby we do have a warrant " i said smirking this time "You are being charged with multiple counts of murder under the guise of science You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law ,You also have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you." Mk suddenly said as i cuffed him

Silence fell again. I let my gaze travel slowly across each of their faces, memorizing them the way I always did when deciding who would survive a political purge. “You think I killed the witnesses,” I continued, tone flat with disbelief. “Inside pack territory. Under heavy Alphas surveillance. While being summoned publicly to trial. With guards escorting me from my room.” I leaned forward slightly. “Use your brains. If you have any.” One of them stood up so fast her chair screeched across the marble. “Mind your tongue, criminal!”

Or was that him protecting the alpha’s interests because he’d started to suspect the same thing I was now staring at in black ink? I flipped to the witness statements section. Most of them were useless. People who heard something. People who saw shadows. People who wanted to be helpful and ended up sounding like they’d watched too many late-night documentaries. Then I hit one statement that made my stomach drop. Witness: R. Blackwood — civilian. Statement: “I was on the road. Heard yelling. Saw movement near the turnout. Didn’t stop. Called it in.” Additional note: witness refused further questioning. I read it twice.