Jump to content

  • Start Your Free Membership Today

    Join Free Today:

    Follow Stories, Get Updates & Connect with Authors - Plus Optional Premium Features

    Lee Wilson
  • Lee Wilson
  • Author
  • 01/01/2025
  • 175 Words
  • 215 Views
  • 6 Comments
Stories posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
Note: While authors are asked to place warnings on their stories for some moderated content, everyone has different thresholds, and it is your responsibility as a reader to avoid stories or stop reading if something bothers you. 
This story is an original work of fiction. None of the people or events are real. While some of the town names used may be real, any other geographic references (school, events) are purely fictional. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is completely coincidental. This work is the property of the author, Lee R Wilson, and shall not be reproduced and/or re-posted without his permission. Story ©2024 Lee R Wilson.

Unhappy New Year’s Day - Prologue. Prologue

An entry into the 2025 “Auld Lang Syne - In honour of Carlos Hazday Event.” Not knowing Carlos, the link is tenuous, with the story beginning on New Year’s Day.
While this story is a stand-alone entry, as was Saggio’s first case, I expect to continue this with individual single chapter stories, so keep an eye out for more. There likely won’t be a typical schedule like I have followed before.

Adrian Keller nervously awaited the jury’s verdict. They had been deliberating for nearly three days. Obviously, Adrian was hoping for a not guilty verdict. Every guilty party does, but he felt he had a pretty good chance. The evidence had been circumstantial, though his alibi was sketchy. The verdict could go either way.

Near the end of the third day of deliberations, he was finally taken from the holding cell in the Penobscot County courthouse to courtroom one. He looked at the jury, some were looking back at him, others at the prosecutor, Johnson Patrick, Penobscot County's district attorney. He couldn’t tell which way it was going to go.

The Judge queried, “Madame foreperson, has the jury reached a verdict?”

“We have, Your Honor.”

Adrian’s public defender, Gerald Dance, put a hand on his client’s shoulder.

“How do you find the defendant?”

“On the count of arson in the first degree, we the jury, find the defendant, not guilty. On the count of murder in the first degree, we find the defendant, not guilty."

Copyright © 2024 Lee Wilson; All Rights Reserved.
  • Like 12
  • Love 4
  • Wow 2
Stories posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
Note: While authors are asked to place warnings on their stories for some moderated content, everyone has different thresholds, and it is your responsibility as a reader to avoid stories or stop reading if something bothers you. 
You are not currently following this author. Be sure to follow to keep up to date with new stories they post.

Recommended Comments

Chapter Comments

View Guidelines

Create an account or sign in to comment

You need to be a member in order to leave a comment

Create an account

Sign up for a new account in our community. It's easy!

Register a new account

Sign in

Already have an account? Sign in here.

Sign In Now

  • Newsletter

    Sign Up and get an occasional Newsletter.  Fill out your profile with favorite genres and say yes to genre news to get the monthly update for your favorite genres.

    Sign Up
×
×
  • Create New...