Path to Our Future part 9 - Sex Stories

Path to Our Future part 9

... case to get you a reduced sentence or even off charges entirely but I don’t know the judges up here and that means we’re looking at a roll of the dice,” Kelsea goes into the details. I explain everything that has been happening and after an hour or so she has all my information and decides that we can speak with the detectives. Same black woman and Asian man come into the room and the questioning ensues. We don’t tell them everything but they lay out suspicions, ones about the war last year and people being hurt on my order, more about a stabbing and a maiming that I was allegedly involved in, biggest of all the first death. They bring up Derek to me, the one person I haven’t forgotten over the years and the first person I didn’t want to die when they went against me. A lot of my questions are answered by Kelsea and once the detectives decide that they’re not getting a confession I’m formally charged with Murder 2 and put back in a cell. I spend a couple weeks in jail getting visits from family and my girls, everyone hopeful but sad. I am not given bail as I am stated as a flight risk before they put me back in the slammer. Mercifully with me in jail I’m put in general populous and that is where things get real for me. My first day I have five offers to be someone’s bunk mate, the second day I’m in the shower and one man grabs me and when I turn on him to defend myself I see about five more large individuals. “Jim sends his best and Sid wants to know if they serve ice cream ...

... up here,” the big man tells me and I relax a lot. Yeah I’m in jail and it sucks but I’m safe and have more uncles than I can count, people don’t get within ten feet of me and I make note to personally thank the hell out of my friends when I get out of here. It’s maybe two months since and while I’m doing classes online and in correspondence the trial is what takes up the most of my time, the whole thing is maybe nine days total with gaps in between. Don’t let TV fool you I’m mostly bored and worried, at no point do I take the stand either. It’s a tactic that you don’t want to use if you have a solid defense. The prosecutor goes through everything in my life, I’m a polygamist, an egomaniac, I have a messiah complex, I’m the anti Christ in teen form as far as he’s concerned and now I’m trying to get away with murder in broad day light. My defense however shows me as persecuted, it pulls evidence that proves I’ve been provoked by outside forces. Of all the things that happen I see Heather on the stand speaking about what happened more or less between her and I and she, in tears, explains that I am a target of jealousy. I didn’t know they were using her as a witness and once all questions are done and final statements are made the jury deliberates. “How bad is it,” I ask Kelsea as we wait in the side cell of the courthouse. “I don’t know we have some wins but there is a lot of circumstantial evidence that they’re hoping will sway opinion. We’re fighting the opinions of the jury ...