Chapter 20

It was a Monday morning and also the day for the trial, the atmosphere in the court room was very intense as all the spectators where sitting on their different seats while anticipating the arrival of the judge for the trial to begin.

After what that seemed like forever the voice of the court clerk echoed "All rise" as the judge was making his way into the court room.

Without hesitating everyone stood up.

The judge enters the courtroom, emanating an aura of authority, and takes his seat.

“Please be seated.” The judge said authoritatively as his voice booms commandingly, sending a hush through the courtroom.

The courtroom falls into an expectant silence as the Judge, clad in a black robe, takes his seat with authority.

The weight of his presence commands respect and order.

His gavel strikes the bench, resounding like a clarion call, demanding attention.

The judge elderly but authoritative, he settles into his chair, adjusting his robes.