Chapter 99 His crimes

Chapter 99 His crimes
LEON

It suddenly felt too dark in here. And hot. Too hot.

" So you are telling me, that none of these recordings belong to you?" 

" Yes. Now can you get me my goddamn lawyer or at least crack a window in here. It feels like I'm choking" 

The detective nodded, his eyes smiling. I had seen that smile one too many times and I knew he was not buying it. 

That bitch. How did she even get this? I thought I had everything destroyed.

" Don't worry about your lawyer. I'm sure he is somewhere driving his ass as fast as he can to get to you. But before then, I really want to help you. Do you think I want to capture a man from his wedding day and start drilling him? No I don't. So just answer my question truthfully, and we will figure out how to go from there".

I scoffed, spittle gathering in my mouth and in an instant, I sent it flying in his direction, a smug look settling on my face as it hit its mark, right on his face.

" Fuvk you. If you think you can talk me into confessing to shit I did not do then you are so fucking wrong. I don't know what you are talking about and I won't be saying anything until my lawyer is here".

His calm demeanor cracked, and in an instant, I was lifted out of my chair and pinned on the ground.

I smirked, egging him on.

" Come on Big guy, punch me."

His fellow officers ran in, dragging him off of me as I picked myself from the floor.

" Don't let him get to you, he is only trying to rile you up" one of them said.

"Riling up or not your officer put his hands on my client who is a mere suspect and for that we will be suing this station for assault" my lawyer said, walking in with those wobbly glasses of his and the faint air of dominance.

I finally felt the load lift off my shoulders a little.

" About time you showed up. I thought I would be taking the electric chair by the time you got here" I mocked.

" Please I would love to have a moment with my client. Alone. That's the least you can do after attempting to beat him up" he said.

When the door finally closed behind him, his expression turned serious and he dragged his chair closer to me.

" I had to view the evidences they had before I could come see you and frankly, I don't see how you want to get out of this one. There is more than enough voice recordings, video tapings and even a video of the deceased admitting you tried to kill him. I don't know how and all these are more than enough to put you behind bars".

I turned to look at him, my eyes blazing.

" Did you just admit to me that you are incompetent?"

I saw him swallow.

" Of course not, what I'm just trying to say is...."

" What you are just trying to say is you have no idea how the hell to run a fucking business. I thought you were the best in your field? So what is all this mumbo jumbo a lot evidence? Do you think I spend that much amount on you yearly just for you to give me excuses when it's time to actually do your job?".

" I will contact a few of my friends and we will see how to work around this before the court hearing next tomorrow. But for now, all you have to do is sit tight and wait for me. I will get this over with".

Even though he managed to try and sugar coat it, it was clear as day.

There was no getting out of this one. 

Akira that bitch!

" I will convince the guards to let you go home for now, but the most I can do is house arrest. I'm so sorry but the charges labelled against you are very drastic".

I ran my hands through my hair tiredly.

" Do whatever the fuck you have to do to make sure I sleep on my bed this night" i said instead.

It was better than nothing.

The suit clung tiredly to my being, reminding me of what Akira said as I left the church hall. Impotent? Me?

There was no way. Stella would never dare lie to me like that.

But the more I thought about it, the more plausible it became. Why did she want to postpone the wedding all of a sudden? Why was her baby bump not even evident yet?

There is no way she could be pregnant.

My heart shattered. I will kill that lying whore with my own hands if I had to.

When the door finally opened again, it was two police officers this time around, the one I spat on smiling sweetly as he motioned at me to get up.

Too sweetly.

" Where the hell did my lawyer go?"

He shrugged.

" Well after he finished muttering his nonsense about you going on house arrest because you are a social figure, he went home. Or maybe he went to a bar. You can't really tell with these lawyers"

My heart dropped.

" Wait so where the hell am I going now?"

That sweet smile returned.

" To the most rotten cell I can find to keep you in till your court hearing. Personally, I wanted to keep you in a cell with rapists, maybe they may find some uses for that thick derriere of yours. But a cell with murderers just like you sounds fitting".

My stomach churned. 

No!