Criminal Minds To Bear Witness Novels & Stories

Quianna's POV Austin started driving the car out of the village where our house is and both of us still not saying anything. For my case, I have nothing to say as I am the one who got him involved in this crime of mine. I know this is not right but how could I say that I witnessed my mother's death and her corpse vanished together with the killer? That's insane, maybe the police will decide to put me in a mental hospital before I actually solve this whole case. But I am not sure that the killer is not acting alone, they are huge organization, and I should start from out hospital, as what I've heard from them. Flashback…

“She moved into a more protected apartment and started dating again.” Myla felt cold all over. “That’s when he snapped. Jared said. “Followed her to a shopping mall and in broad daylight, he killed her in front of dozens of witnesses.” The room went silent. Hayden cursed under his breath, his hand finding Myla’s. “Eye witness reported that it looked like a total psychotic break…. he was screaming about 'saving her soul' while he did it." Jared continued sadly. "The trial was a circus. The psychiatrists ruled him mentally unfit for prison and sent him to the high-security wing of a long-term institution for the criminally insane. St. Jude’s."

"Hilda, I suggest that you admit your crime quickly. There's no use denying it. Even if you escape unscathed this time, my family and Nathan will never let you off!" Knowing that the police were watching them from somewhere else, Carmen persuaded, "Hilda, you've committed a serious crime. Even if you can leave the police station this time, there's no guarantee that you won't be convicted in the future. Daniel and I saw what happened, so stop denying it. There were other witnesses around that place as well!" Hilda kept her mouth shut. Wanting to destroy Hilda, Carmen continued to coax her, saying, "There are security cameras around that place. Even if the police don't trust Daniel's testimony

The moment they saw the child on the ground, their expressions hardened. "What happened here?" David's expression changed drastically. He hurried forward. "Officers, it's a misunderstanding. We were dealing–" "A dead child isn't something you call a misunderstanding!" Right then, an ambulance arrived as well. Medical staff hurried in and began examining the body. Another officer had already started taking photos and setting up a perimeter. "No one leaves. Everyone will stay and cooperate with the investigation." Esther panicked while stomping her feet. She then leaned in close to me, grabbed my sleeve, and whispered, "Eve, help me testify. Just say the child suddenly ran out–"

Her chest felt painfully tight. But she forced herself to look forward. This was her trial. Her consequences. She had to face them. The prosecutor turned back toward the judge. “Your Honour, the prosecution would like to call Inspector Andrew.” “Proceed.” A few minutes later, Inspector Andrew entered the witness stand. He took the oath. Then the prosecutor approached. “Inspector Andrew, please state your involvement in this case.” “I was one of the lead investigators assigned to the criminal investigation involving Aria Carter and Lucas Walter.”

She was so gullible to take such advice. "Please can you take Miss Wilds back to her seat. I have no more questions for the suspect." Mrs Sting instructed the policeman." We now have Mrs Aretha Manning who is a qualified psychiatrist at the Salt Rock rehabilitation facility." Mrs Manning now stood in the witness stand. She placed her hand on the Bible and repeated after the policeman."I do solemnly, sincerely and truly declare and affirm that the evidence I shall give shall be the truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth." Mrs Manning now took a seat and looked forward. Her posture was confident, she sat up straight with her hands on the table in front of her.

referring to the other victim. “Well, he lay next to her. He was fortunate. He ended quick. A shot in the chest. But even after killing him he was frenzied beaten.” “How would you feel of the case being reinvestigated”. “I’m happy that even after those years, you got interested about the case. Every time I see those bastard on TV- Raymond Sanders, Oliver Davis and Lucas Garcia - I feel like rubbish the rest of the day.” “So you have opinion about the who the perpetrators were?”

She called expert witnesses who testified to Melissa's mental state, forensic specialists who broke down the physical evidence, and even a surprise witness – a woman who had escaped Vincent's abuse years ago and lived to tell the tale. Throughout it all, I watched Melissa. She sat rigid in her chair, her eyes often closed as if trying to block out the painful memories being dredged up. Several times, I saw her flinch at particularly graphic descriptions of Vincent's crimes. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Sarah delivered her closing arguments.

"Very nice. You are the only one of my followers who are loyal and reliable. Don't forget to always incite the angry public prosecutor. I believe he could easily be influenced to demand the death penalty for the mass murder he had committed against the Duffals." "I will do it." With the smoothest and most slow motion, Richmond tried to turn to face his wife's trembling back. If only, in every night spent with her, she would cry silently with the trembling body that always disturbed Richmond's sanity. After that the call was simply cut off by The Witness. That person might be one of those bloodthirsty psychopaths. But that's the rule of the game. Once you stray, there won't be a second chance

As if she were measuring how far he would fall with her. Then her gaze shifted again, landing on Sarah. For the briefest moment, something unreadable passed between them. Not hatred. Not defeat. Recognition. The kind that comes when two people finally understand that everything between them has reached its end. The judge adjusted his glasses, his expression grave. “This court takes particular note of the calculated nature of these crimes,” he said evenly. “This was not an act of impulse. It was deliberate, organized, and executed with disregard for human life.” He turned slightly towards Tiana.