Novel & Cerita Justice Is Best Served Cold

The next day, during a televised inter-university debate, he delivered a closing argument so precise and cutting that even the opposing panel applauded, it was about law and mortality. “Where did that fire come from?” a classmate asked afterward. Zero paused. Fire. Yes. It felt like that. Something burning beneath calm skin. “I just don’t like injustice,” he answered simply. The words surprised even him. Injustice. Why did that word feel personal?

Lisa said waving her hands to describe the whole office. “They are obviously trying to collect what's best for them”. Lisa said now whispering. Detective Stone heaved a deep sigh as she looked down at the floor. “You know,I did make a vow , I would never not on my last breath, sit down here and watch injustice being served, Never. I don't know who's side you are on Lisa but am going to find whoever did this and that fool is going to serve everything single punishment for this”. Stone said as she went back to her sit

Otherwise, don't blame me for what happens next. Their laughter cut straight into me, sharp and merciless. All I felt was utter humiliation and pain. I sat alone outside the courthouse, consumed by a despair I had never known before. Weren't courts meant to stand for fairness and justice? Why had they become a sanctuary for the powerful? Tears streamed down my cheeks, blurring my vision. All I wanted was justice. Why was it so impossibly hard? As I bent forward, the medals slipped from my pocket. They clattered against the stone steps before tumbling all the way down.

Chapter 82: The Scent of Justice The cold that clung to the mountains felt different now. It wasn’t the sharp, cutting cold of dawn anymore. It had settled into something duller, heavier—like the world itself was holding its breath. From the ridge where Luca and Ethan crouched, the entire St. Bernard Pass lay exposed beneath them, a thin white scar along the mountainside. Hours earlier, the place had been a battleground of panic, gunfire, and survival. Now it moved with the quiet precision of a federal operation.

He turned to me, "Baby, is there a problem?" My face filled with heat at his words. Baby? Are you kidding me? Though I do like the way it sounds when he says it. His arm slipped around my waist as he waited for my response. "Umm, I was just trying to explain to him why I need today off..." my voice cracked with emotion, "But he didn't want to listen." "That's not true," Trey stuttered, "Don't lie. I was listening." Niko raised his hand, effectively shutting Trey up, "So here's the thing," he told him with a glare, "Justice will not be working today or any day for at least the next two weeks...maybe longer. Understand?"

I had no choice but to call Christopher, but he did not take my call. Doug was licking my palm. He did not want to die, so I must save him. I called Nathaniel, and fortunately he was able to make it. He drove me and Doug to the pet hospital, and luckily, we managed to save Doug. An unknown number texted me. 'Is that dumb mutt dead? Oh, Chris and I are at a class reunion.' That number deleted the text right away. That bitch. She was the one who intentionally fed Doug chocolate. And I thought Christopher only spared me because his conscience came knocking. No. He only left because Yvonne asked him to.

“_La vendetta è un piatto che si serve freddo."_ Revenge is a dish best served cold. The saying has always amused me. Who said it had to be cold? Why wait when the blood can be fresh and the screams still echo in the air? I prefer it hot, scorching, leaving a trail of devastation behind. The sound of my fingers drumming on the chair’s armrest flowed with a steady rhythm. But I couldn’t say the same about violence roaring in my bones.

He completed as he relaxed on his rocking chair, leaving Kat shocked and outrightly disgusted. "I am being suspended for doing my duty? Is this the Justice we pledge to? Is this the law we serve? How has that quote 'No man is above the Law' been implemented here? Are they some specific people that are allowed to butcher others and remain unpunished? Would you have said the same thing if your family was butchered and..."

He looked into her teary eyes and swallowed. Elise blew out a breath before she changed her tone, acting more cold and aloof. "Don't forget law and order, Mr Anderson. Your dear brother James broke the man's legs and crippled him for life. He can't walk, can't run, can't make money. He lost his job, thus causing the family to fall into debts. Am I supposed to be like you, turn a blind eye to him? Pamper and spoil him until he takes a life? You don't want to give the right justice to the victim. Because he's an ordinary man with no high or special background, isn't it? So what you're saying is that if, I'm saying if that man had a rich father or some kind of influential people, you would give

she said sternly interrupting me. " so what now......i should just sit down here and let the evil ones get away with their wicked act" " Those that almost killed me are still out there looking for another prey to feed on" I said. " leave them alone.......justice will be serve when the time is right, and it's going to be fair" she said. " Dad always said, " the delay of justice is injustice ".......I can't sit here and just do nothing" I said. " You can't save everyone.......those highly ranked officers and all other law enforcer are all the same" she said.