Presumed Innocent Novels & Stories

I'll trust him for now, until I can't trust him. "I'm gonna find the evidence I need to prove it wasn't me!" I state. My mind burns with determination. This is all I need to do. The cops can't convict me if they have evidence that it was someone else! I don't know why they just took his side anyway. That's just messed up! What happened to innocent until proven guilty?!

He caressed my cheek and said affectionately," Don't worry. I will come out of jail very soon because I am innocent. I didn't do anything wrong." " I know that you are innocent. Bhaiya, how will you manage everything? And how everything happened? I asked him panicking. He said patting my head," You don't have to worry about everything. My PA Arham has started taking care of my case. You just go to the house and rest. Tell Asif to not to worry as well. Tell him to not stop his school because of all the chaos." I nodded my head in positive and said crying," But, Bhaiya. How will you live here? In this jail room."

“You’ll be happy to take a breathalyzer test, then? To prove your innocence?” A regular citizen wouldn’t have to prove his innocence. But Lucas was on parole. He was already guilty of one thing, and that meant he was presumed guilty of everything else. He had no choice about the breathalyzer. He had no choice about anything, all because…And that was where the anger stopped and turned into a familiar, sick feeling. Because a man was dead. Lucas had killed him. An unnecessary breathalyzer test was just one more of the long string of punishments that Lucas absolutely had coming. “Yes. Okay. I’ll take it.”

I knew it. The jury knew it. --- Judge Martinez gave jury instructions. "You will now deliberate. Remember: the burden of proof rests with the prosecution. The defendant is presumed innocent. You must find guilt beyond a reasonable doubt. You may begin." The jury filed out. 2:47 PM. And now we waited. --- Peterson and I went to the conference room assigned to us. "How long do you think?" he asked. "No way to know. Could be hours. Could be days." "What's your read?"

My fellow agents had proven how easy it is to accuse and convict the wrong person, based on our need to believe, that the more normal seeming, upstanding citizen, was always innocent; while the society reject, was always the guilty party. The fact that Frank Connell is a fat, balding middle-aged recluse, painted him as guilty in their eyes. It was a sad fact that this kind of thinking had put many innocents behind bars, and worse yet, sent them to their deaths. I was willing to do everything I could to put a stop to such behaviors, one case at a time. I left the building and headed to the cafeteria for some much-needed tea. Yes I know, what federal agent or law enforcement officer worth thei

"Is that why you helped Blake? Because you knew he didn't do the bad things?" "Partly. But also because helping him was the right thing to do, regardless of whether I knew for certain." I cut my steak, considering how to explain complex morality to a nine-year-old. "Evelyn, people deserve help even when we're not completely sure they're innocent. The justice system is supposed to presume innocence, but it doesn't always work that way." "That seems unfair." "It is unfair. That's why we're trying to fix it." Evelyn was quiet for a moment, then said, "I'm proud of you, dad. For helping people."

Every person has been given a different understanding. She looked down before she decided to voice out her thinking, “I can’t save the body from getting dirty like a cloth, but I can save the soul from getting dirty. This may sound funny to people, but for me, my innocence is still intact.” Rebecca remained silent. “If my body commits a crime, it will get mixed in the soil and beyond that, it can’t receive anything, but if the soul sins, it’ll burn in the fire of hell which will never end.”

The Judge then briefly viewed everyone before he said his piece signaling the official the start of the trial. He asked both sides if they were ready for the session before the Bailiff was asked to swear to the jury. When all the formalities were done, the lawyer on the defendant side was called to hear his piece. Alice's lawyer that is. "Your honor, ladies and gentlemen of the jury, under the law, my client is presumed innocent until proven guilty. During this trial, you will come to know the truth: that Alice was just acting on self defense . Alice was threatened by her older brother Mark and the recording submitted cannot prove her crime after all, it was s

Liam asked, after everyone had left the meeting room and Audrey returned to Liam's room, twenty minutes later. Liam had told everyone to prepare their work documents to be discussed at the small group meeting after official work hours were over. "He left and his movements were so fast that I lost track of him," said Audrey in an annoyed tone. "Are you sure he did it?" Liam asked in an worried tone. "No. We cannot accuse him before all the evidence is collected and also witnesses if there are any. We still have to establish the principle that a person is innocent until he is found guilty," said Audrey calmly. "We have to be careful."

"Thank you for the question," I said softly, my voice composed and smooth. "As a woman and a wife, none of us would ever want to be in this position. Seeing the husband and the stepsister I care about targeted by dirty rumors is truly a heavy blow to my heart." I turned my head slightly toward Alex, then caught Zeena’s eye, flashing a faint smile heavy with underlying meaning. "However, I am a firm believer in the presumption of innocence and hard, legal proof," I continued, adopting an innocent tone while weaving in subtle emphasis.