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"Justice"

He wiped off the sweat on his forhead with the withe handkercheaf and moved closer to the jury.
prosecuter had turned the jury against him and his client.
"it's now or never" he thought for himself.

"what is justice" he started the speech and toke a long pause to see the jurys reaction.

"I tell you what it is not. It's not about who's is guilty or not, NO." he paused
"it's about right and wrong."

he pointed against prosecuter and shouted "this mans job is to put someone in jail, and he don't care about right or wrong, as long as he find my client guilty."
"Ladys and gentelmen of the jury, my job is to defend my client, not against justice, becouse justice is on our side."
"My job is to defend him against the prosecuter who wants to put him away at eny price"
he looked at his client "and it's a high price to pay for that man, for an innocent man."

"So now I ask you this" he wiped his forhead with his handkercheaf again but this time he didn't put it back in his poket.

"Let justice win, dont let a mans greed to become famous by wining this case, blind you for what is right or wrong" he was happy with the jurys reacion, he could see the change in the jurys position against his client.

"My client is not the suspect or the guilty one in this curt, but the victome off lies and false testimonies. Don't put a innocent man in jail, and justice for all"

as he walked back to his chair, some of the people from the defenders side started clapping. He was happy, this would have a effect on jury to...




Prosa (Novell) av Pilgrim
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Publicerad 2009-09-03 10:24



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