Gemma walks down the aisle. The dark brown carpet is rough underneath her feet, and her stomach does flip-flops as she bites her bottom lip. She pulls at her nails as she looks into Tank’s eyes looking back at her from the front row of the gallery. Then he comes into view.
Alexander Harold Griffiths. The man that took so many innocent lives, it hurts just to think about it.
The case started a week ago, but today it’s her turn to testify, and she hasn’t been in court since the trial started. She is sworn in and has to state her full name and surname, her job title with the police, her qualifications, and years of experience. The state’s attorney starts to question her about the evidence.
Going through every case from beginning to end. When they break for lunch, she isn’t allowed to go ou
