Innocent Witness Novels & Stories

- I winked at her and then spoke. ________ Thank you so much little one.. - She smiled and then returned to her seat - Now I would like to call some witnesses to report on the defendant.. the first witness is Mr. Augustus Jones, a friend of Mr. Mack. - The man went to the armchair, took the oath and then I started to ask - Mr. Jones, please tell us about the defendant. _________ Douglas is a good person, he was always dedicated to his family and everyone he loves, he had never committed any crime, I ask you to please forgive him it was something he committed in a moment of madness due to the difficult situation .. - Declared the man.

"A little girl sent me to help someone she called Angie. I'm not going to hurt you, ma'am. please calm down." Angie stopped fighting and fell still on the ground. Roderick put his top coat over her, he picked her up and started toward the little girl. Roderick saw another pro figure ten feet from the alley entrance.

“She won’t answer you truthfully, Your Honour. She was totally brainwashed by them. We have a witness-” “You have a witness?” I interrupt him, looking at him for the first time. “You have a witness who tells you about attacks in my pack? Who would this witness even be?” Giorgio clenches his jaw as he tears his eyes off me, ignoring me as he answers my question to the judge. “The witness is, of course, too afraid to testify, so they won’t appear here to underline our concerns.”

Seeing the woman smirking in front of her, Hazel knew only one thing that she had to get out of her mouth. “W-Why am I here? Trust me, ma’am, I-I didn’t do any wrong,” she said in her low and soft voice which was quivering. The pain in her throat was cursing her every time she opened her mouth but she needed to clear herself. She was sure that after hearing her testimony, she would let her go. But it was her folly to find the good in every person every time. The lady gave her a sharp glare before she let her tongue move more sharply.

Greta smiled, “And you claim you know the late Mrs Luthers?” “Yeah, she was a very good friend of mine.” “Can you tell us why you qualify to be a witness?!” He looked at me, “I actually didn't want to do this, but someone reminded me of the importance of family, of being close to the people you love, so here I am. I'm an important witness because I happened to be the one who saw Mrs Luther's sign her will two days before she died.”

“Detective, уоu have mу wоrd оn оnе thing. Whеn thіѕ оvеr, I’m coming fоr уоu. I’m соmіng hаrdеr thаn уоu’vе еvеr seen аnd I’m not coming аlоnе.” I lооk аwау. Thеrе’ѕ nо роіnt gіvіng hіѕ thrеаt a moment оf acknowledgement. Thе truth thаt nеіthеr оf uѕ іѕ аdmіttіng rіght now іѕ that wе lost a vаluаblе witness bесаuѕе of a conflict thаt never ѕhоuld hаvе hарреnеd іn the first рlасе.

I hadn’t even thought about that. “Witnesses?” I asked, my heart suddenly pounding. “People who would testify for me?” His brows furrowed as he pulled out a sheet of paper and scribbled something down. “Well, in situations like this, witnesses can be critical. It’s not just about what you say, but what others saw. If Marcus shows up with people who can back up his story, it could be a real problem.”

"Motion to classify Caleb Miller, formerly First Successful Cage, as primary witness to the first lock rather than object of review." Dana Ruiz added, "Seconded." Ben's projection flared. "Standing supported by involuntary service, continuing injury, and direct knowledge of original construction." Aaliyah said, "Also because objectifying people is how evil files get root access." Haley leaned into her livestream. "Chat, repeat after me: witness, not weapon." Millions typed it. WITNESS, NOT WEAPON. The words entered the table without worship. Without command. Voluntary, messy, misspelled in several languages, powerful because no one had been forced.

"We assumed the shooter recovered it. If it went down near that drain before he turned …" "It might still be there." He turns around. He looks at me now. But this time, his look is different. I can see it had taken a different turn. I was a problem to be managed before. A witness to protect. A loose end in someone else's story. Right now, I am something else. He starts to pace. “I wish you led with this first.” he says. I reply immediately. “I didn’t know it was important. I barely remember it.”

This made Cyril straightened his back, he looked at Shawn and nodded his head. He wasn't wrong, his men were always very possessive of their boss, if they sensed even the slightest harmful intention of someone regarding him, they wouldn't think twice before shooting them dead. And after today, he realized that his Innocent Ana wasn't exactly so good tempered. He felt an ache on his head remembering how she didn't even hesitate before smashing the thing on his head but he also remembered her reaction afterwards.