Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South]
“Yeah, ” Catherine replied in a low voice. She had the same thoughts.
8:30 a.m.
The trial officially began.
Logan was brought out. These days, he had been healing in the hospital and was slightly better.
However, he still hobbled when he walked and his hand was wrapped in thick gauze.
Austin’s expression changed. He was just about to get up but Catherine pressed on his shoulder while
giving him a look.
Austin gritted his teeth and sat back down.
The judge looked at everyone and knocked the gavel, announcing the start of the hearing. “The plaintiff,
Sarah Neeson, is accusing Logan Law of kidnapping her on the 28th of this month. What does the
defendant have to say?”
Mr. O’Neill cleared his throat and stood up under the crowd’s strange and provoking eyes. “The
defendant pleads not guilty. The defendant was framed.”
Shaun stood up, his handsome and exquisite features looking incomparably cold. “Your Honor, these are
the testimonies of three eyewitnesses who were in the cave at that time. All of them witnessed Logan
Law’s intention to assault Ms.
Sarah Neeson. If we hadn’t stopped him in time, the consequences would’ve been unimaginable.
Even now, the defendant’s counsel wants to engage in sophistry.”
The judge read the testimonies and nodded. “This is indeed incriminating evidence.”
Mr. O’Neill hurriedly said, “We have evidence in hand that my client was framed. Your Honor, my client
stated that the night before the incident, he was alone in his apartment and ordered take-out. He fainted
after eating the food and later woke up in the cave.
“In accordance with what Logan Law said, we checked the surveillance cameras of the apartment he
lives in but coincidentally, all the footage within half an hour after the delivery man arrived was deleted.”
Shaun sneered, “You could have deleted the footage
yourselves to make things complicated.” “We have more evidence.”
Mr. O’Neilled submitted surveillance footage. “This is the dashcam footage of a car we found in the
downstairs parking lot belonging to someone in the community. At 8:20 p.m. on the 28th, two people
were seen carrying a large bag and passed through the parking lot. My client said that one of them is the
delivery man.”
The court personnel played the footage. In the dim parking lot, two suspicious- looking people were
carrying a large bag into a car’s trunk.
Mr. O’Neill said, “This bag can perfectly fit my client.”
Shaun’s eyes narrowed slightly. Beside him, Sarah’s eyes flashed in panic as she subconsciously
grabbed Shaun’s arm.
“Shaun, are we going to lose?”
Sarah patted the back of her hand and got up unhurriedly. “Ridiculous! You said that there’s a person
inside this big bag, but that’s just your imagination. There’s no direct evidence to prove it.”
The judge nodded. “I agree. Defense counsel, do you have any other evidence?”
“Yes, there are plenty, ” Mr. O’Neill nodded and said, “We found several local farmers near the cave.
There are witnesses who said that early that morning, there were two suspicious-looking people walking
toward the mountain. They said Ms. Sarah Neeson was walking behind them. She was not kidnapped.”
“You’re talking nonsense…” Sarah stood up in anger and indignation. “You’ve gone too far! I’m clearly
the victim, but you’re slandering me like this.”
“Plaintiff, be quiet.” The judge knocked the gavel and warned Mr. O’Neill with a frown, “Defense counsel,
do you have the evidence to back your words?”
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