True Justice Novels & Stories

That would be easier than asking questions treating me like a dumb kid. "I just want to know your thoughts, but that doesn't mean I killed someone." Is she saying the truth? I'm really losing my mind. "Killing someone isn't necessary, why not just let the police handle it?" Right? There's a law for punishment. The law should be the one to give their punishment.

And because of that, I always tell her the truth. “If he tells the truth,” I said, “everything changes. No more second lawsuits. No more wrongful death claims. No more headlines. It all ends.” “And if he doesn’t?” I looked at her. “Then I stop waiting for justice. And I take what’s mine back.” Her eyes didn’t flinch. She moved closer. Slid her hands over my chest and laid her cheek there like she had a right to it. Because she did. “You don’t have to build it alone,” she said.

Lena turned to the screen displaying the names of the accomplices, still glowing in the dim light. “We stop fighting for truth,” she said. “We start fighting for justice.”

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.

Any normal person would have gone insane from the feeling of powerlessness. Lucian walked up to her and wrapped her in his embrace. "It's okay if you didn't get anything. "With all the dirty secrets that Jean Jacquez was involved in for all these years, he'll never get away with it. At least there's some justice for your mother." Calista shook her head and her voice choked up, "It's not the same, this is different." What was justice? Justice would only be served when the truth was revealed. If justice only resulted in the death of the culprit, then why did they need people like the police and judges?

And through it all, Amari remained steadfast in her commitment to the truth, unwavering in her belief that justice was not just a lofty ideal, but a tangible reality that could be achieved through hard work, determination, and a refusal to give up in the face of adversity. As the years went by, Amari's name became synonymous with justice in Chicago, a beacon of hope for those who had been failed by the system. And though the road was long and difficult, she knew that she would never stop fighting for what was right, no matter the cost. For, in the end, she knew that justice was worth fighting for, no matter the odds.

"That's impossible. The lottery shop owner came to congratulate you on that day!" I laughed as I listened to her words. "If I hadn't put on that show, would you really have agreed to let me leave with nothing?" I slapped the divorce agreement against her face. Before she could react, I shut the door. Outside, Jocelyn immediately called the lottery shop owner. "Jeffrey didn't win the lottery! What you did was illegal! How dare you lie to me?! I'm going to sue you!" Listening to her scream outside the door filled me with satisfaction.

“You’re here.” “I’m here.” Martin closed the door behind him. Stepped closer. The chain felt heavy in his pocket, but he pulled it out—silver glinting under the desk lamp. Held it out. “I read the letters. All of them. I want to wear this again. But only if we do this right. No more half-truths. No more hiding. No more running.”

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.

She had her back facing to others so she had not noticed Sandra coming near her. "Bi**h, How dare you slapped Christine ? I would never allow you to bully her.You are talking about injustice here.The one who has suffered injustice is me.Every iteration, I need to coordinate with you on our combined stories.You would have received PIP ratings if you were not on good terms with Ray.You might have climbed into his bed."