Extrajudicial Killings In The Philippines Essay Novels & Stories

My head hurts from what is happening to me. The day after. I'm getting ready to go to work. Anyway, I am Detective Namih Chan, from the Violence Crimes Bureau (VCB), a 28-year-old. My parents both died, someone killed them to be exact. Murdered by an anonymous person. Two years ago, I still haven't gotten justice. They are both involved in the business industry. They are both Chinese, and of course, I am pure Chinese too, but a pure hearted Filipina. I was raised here in the Philippines.

“Don’t worry, mom and dad; I told you to forget about Alejandro and what occurred today, but I guarantee you that in the upcoming future we can give him proper justice.” “All the people involved in Alejandro’s death will get what they deserved,” she said in a raging tone. “I pledge that to my grave.” The man smirked as he took a sipped on his highly valued champagne slowly. He is reading the important information of the person who committed suicide on Live Suicide. Alejandro’s profile: Name: Alejandro Valencia Age: 19 years old Gender: Boy Place: Manila, Philippines Sin/s: Alleged Rapist Caused of Death: Strangulation; Garotte.

I said fiercely. His eyes flared, jaw clenching. It was obvious he didn't like me talking like that about Mariano. I would've admired their 'familial' love were it not for their illegal ways to do things. "It’s our way of life. What Mariano did was correct. Shouldn't you be grateful and respectful that he killed the man who tried to rape you?" I shifted on my feet uncomfortably. I guess he was right. But…killing someone, was very excessive.

she added. "Article 358 of the Philippines Revised Penal Code, Attorney Bailey." Kraius smirked. He also looked at her scrutinizingly. “Article III of the 1987 Philippine Constitution, Mr. Montreal, ” Rhezi replied with a shrug. Kraius laughed sarcastically. He raised his eyebrows on Rhezi and shook his head. He even played with his G-Tech pen and smelled it after. He looked happy. Even if the truth was, he wanted to get wild and punished the woman in front of him.

Our eyes lock, and he says, “His days are numbered. He’s taken too many chances and fucked up more than is allowed.” The news brings me a surge of satisfaction, but then I think of my mother. “I can’t kill him because it will leave my mother alone in the Philippines.” “I think she will be happier to be with her son,” he mentions. I’m not a citizen of America, so I can’t bring her over to live with me. It’s something that’s worried me since I left her to do my training at Puerto Prinsesa, Palawan. “If life has taught me one thing, it’s that everything sorts itself out in the end,” Alexei murmurs. He places his hand on my shoulder and nods toward the main mansion.

It was the silence of two soldiers who have seen the battlefield map and know their respective roles. Back in the penthouse, Jay returned to the document. He had reached the part about his first kill. A sanctioned assassination in Manila. He had been nineteen. Park had debriefed him afterward. There had been no psych eval, no concern for his soul. Only a critique of his entry method and a note that his trigger pull had been 0.2 seconds slow.

Aiden's POV I went straight to the Chairman's office where my mother and brother are also waiting there for my arrival. There are guards following my way so they could secure me from any kinds of threat and danger. My life has been like this since my father's death. It has been four hours since I arrived here in the Philippines from Hong Kong after my almost one year staycation in that country. I came back in the Philippines for an important account to finishㅡI want to find the killer of my father.

But on our way out, we pass the lobby area and a piece of news froze us out. “A Russian woman, Jera Young turned herself into the Philippines National Police admitting that she was the mastermind behind the death of Kendra Vidal three years ago, the daughter of the billionaire tycoon Kendrick Vidal. If we will remember, the news shocked the entire country as the woman died thru an explosive tied to her body, and none of her body has been recovered. Finally, justice will be served for her death as Jera Young disclosed the crime, and will fully take responsibility for it.”

So, he smirked again. “Thank you for your confession.” He said to me. Then, he took a voice recorder in his pocket. Then, he played it. I heard from the recorder my voice admitting I killed Nate and Sage. After that, he put it back in his pocket. Then, he seriously looked at me. “There is a law in the Philippines stating voice recorder cannot be used as evidence in court. So, I will not go to jail.” I said to him. So, he pointed his gun at my forehead even more.

( Sena's POV ) Killing is a mortal sin. People have conscience but these guys seemed to have lost it. My parent’s tragedy was also out of apathy by equally unconscientious people. Plus, there’s no fair justice in the Philippines. Everything is up to St. Peter when the time comes for those bastards to die. The past was set in stone and nothing else could be done but move on. My brother would say that there’s no benefit from revenge. Revenge is a punishment we give ourselves for other’s wrongdoings against us. Let karma do its work, right?