Justice Will Be Served Novels & Stories

Not doubt. Determination. “I failed you,” he continued, his tone softer. “But I won’t fail you again.” I didn’t respond immediately. My eyes returned to Jessica, watching her tiny hand twitch slightly inside the incubator. “She’s all that matters now,” I said. “She matters,” he agreed. “But so does justice.” The word settled between us. Justice. Not revenge. Justice. I nodded slowly. “I want it,” I said. “And you’ll have it,” he replied.

Kill soldiers that aren't yours! Everyone looks at me firmly, with the same question in a clear and personal way. - The Justice. — I replied coldly. — Honor and the law that whoever betrays me will die anyway, without even a form of protection. Your soldiers have joined forces with everything that could destroy me... take away my power... so what would be the best punishment other than the loss of their lives? — I sit at the end of the table. — If you expect me to ask for "forgiveness", I think it's best to open your eyes to reality. I want you to remember who I am and that I wasn't born yesterday.

I cannot deny that since my actions are screaming the fact. Well, I just really love my job and I dedicated my whole self for this. I did not study more than ten years in law school just to sit there and wait for the opponent to win the case. I'm competitive in everything. Justice must only serve the truth. And as a lawyer, I will make sure that justice would punish those who deserve.

Gemma continued. Kiama grinned more broadly. “I’m grateful, ladies. Even if it has been difficult, it is our responsibility as lawyers to see that justice is done, regardless of how strong the opposition is.” “I hope that actor rots in jail,” Anne said with so much hatred. Kiama chuckled and said, “I hope so too.” “So how about you too? How have things been going on for you both?” Anne asked, looking at Gemma and Daisy.

Sparing her would mean ignoring all that. But yet, I could not forget Ryder's pain and the anguish in his eyes. I took a deep breath and steadied myself. “Justice is not revenge. Let us do it right,” I muttered to myself. “James,” I called, my voice calm but commanding. He looked up.

He saw Juliet and some of her men dragging Derrick up from the floor and placing a handcuff on his hands. "Take him away," Juliet said to her men who quickly took Derrick out. She exhaled deeply and turned to look at her brother who was seated on the floor. "We won," she said with a wry smile. He remained silent and continued to stare at the floor. "Eden, you should be happy, your grandma is finally getting the justice she deserves" Juliet said calmly He stood up from the floor and turned to look at her. "Justice is still far from being served," he said in a cold voice.

I’ll right the wrong that has been done to everyone, and make sure justice is served. And this time, I can do it the right way.

After dinner, Iris took care of the dishes while Jason wiped the table and disposed of the garbage. When it was time for them to leave, Professor Sandler walked out with them to send them off. On the drive home, Jason took the wheel with Iris in the passenger seat. Silence enveloped them. Jason broke it by saying, "There's a saying online: 'Justice may be delayed, but it'll always arrive.' Do you think delayed justice still counts as justice? For instance, in the 813 Murder, the criminal was only caught after 35 years. What's your opinion on that?"

"If this gets out, his family will be furious. He might even be confined for a long time!" Frederick squinted. "But he'll still be alive." She sighed. "Frederick, you have to accept that people are treated differently. This is as far as we can go. In this world, there's no such thing as absolute justice." He shrugged. "Fine. We'll do it your way. What time tomorrow night?" "Eight o'clock." After Jasmine left, Frederick's expression turned icy cold. "It might be impossible for you, but I demand absolute justice," he muttered. He quickly called Byron.

The future was stone, solid and real beneath my feet. A week later, I saw the final news report. I read it twice. Then I raised my hand and gave it a single upward claw. Justice is a patient hunter. It always catches its prey.