Make Your Move Katherine

An innocent man

Katherine

“But… I’ll deny it!” Kat hears the man shouting.

“Deny all you want Mr. Johnston, the law stands,” detective Saunders joins the inner room, holding a blue folder then goes to sit on the short table corner.

“What does that mean?” Katherine asked Oscar turning to him, the heat she had seemed to be in just minutes before no completely vanished.

He sure knew how to cut the mood. Why was she kissing him in the first place?

“She will be found guilty even if you confess to the crime,” the detective was saying to the man who had sat back down, releasing that his defence fell through on his girlfriend’s behalf.

“That’s preposterous,” the man, Mr. Johnston, screamed and Saunders made a sound loud enough to catch Katherine’s attention who turned to look at her. She sneered her teeth, just as Oscar did, Kat noticed when she turned back to glance at him. Another male detective on the left side of her looked as surprised at Kat did.

The men in the room circled the man in the chair, both of them bent now, bringing their faces closer to his face. The man that remained seated, squirmed.

“Both parties were participants I believe, Your Highness,” a man next to Saunders, on her right, declared as he looked at the man with scorn before loosening his tie.

“But there’s no evidence?” the man in the room with them declared.

“Yea sure, coincidence,” Luca returned before turning back to look into the inner room.

“The fact that you’ll be found innocent if you confess but guilty if you give a false confession and deny,” detective Ripley said to the man, giving him a mocked sorrowful grimace as he played with the metal bracelets on the man’s wrists.

“I’m confessing!”

“Well so you say now, but my paperwork says differently though,” Mei-ling replied folding his arms across his huge chest, “Isn’t that interesting?”

“Then I’ll deny everything,” the man shouted and he tried to stand up but Mei-Ling held onto the handcuffs, preventing him from doing so.

“What if the prosecution was lying?” the man next to Saunders argued with her.

“Why would appointed-” Saunders began saying, turning to face the taller man as he pressed his hand on the wall, next to the wide glass.

“We have footage of your innocence Mr. Johnston, You were standing by the door on the rooftop when your wife fell. But it seems planted. Your clothing is different, so when did you change Mr. Johnston?”

Mr Johnston’s face crumbled for a few moments. “See that’s why. You would never believe me. We had no choice but to go along with it,” the arrested man muttered as he covered his face with his hands.

Kat was lost. It seemed that a murder was committed and the man had confessed to it but now the detectives are saying he is innocent and they have footage of him being there but not committing the act?

“Go along with what, Mr. Johnston?” the large man next to Yeon, questioned him.

“That’s not my wife who’s dead, detective Lee. And she’s not my girlfriend…she’s a cold-blooded b***h,” he moved his hands from his face and looked at the captain, Daniel, “The woman who was pushed off the building was already dead Mr. Johnston, looked around the room as if looking for something. He paused when he saw the camera.

Kat realized then the man was scared of cameras. Something was caught on tape that he had done. Was he being blackmailed? But how had it come to murder?

“I was standing there… she’s not my wife- I don’t know where my wife is and the woman you think is my girlfriend is actually my guard.”

“What?” detective Luca and Kat both gaped at Saunders who was nodding her head.

The man who had been challenging Saunders looked at the man stupefied as he stared at a silent trio now, in the other room.

The man, Mr. Johnston, now turned to look at the glass at them. Katherine knows he could not see them but he knew they or at least someone else was back here, listening in. “Everything you know is a lie. The king is a fool to believe that his chosen governance, his chosen representation, his ministers are innocent and unbiased. My wife is missing, probably dead that person who fell off the building is not my wife she was already dead, she was a prop. I had to sign the death certificate I had to,” he bent his head as tears ran down his face. “My life would be in danger. My daughter …I did it to save my daughter- I hope my wife is alive. That’s all I know, I swear.”

Oscar took her hand then, guiding her out.

“I believe he is innocent, we are gathering evidence to prove it,” he says as he walked back to the elevator, still holding her hand. “This is why I can’t have crimes like this loose on with other persons. An innocent man could have ended up behind bars for lack of evidence.”

“How did you know to get evidence?”

He looked at her then as the guard stepped aside after pressing the elevator button and the doors opened to allow them in. “You haven’t figured it out by now?” he questioned as they stepped into the lift and the doors shut behind them. No guards were with them she observed silently.

Strange.

Oscar’s mouth was on hers again and she understood why the guards were absent. But Kat hesitated still and pulled away. He seemed unfazed, almost as if expecting it.

“I can tell, Katherine. I can smell their fear. I can sniff out lies, like a sixth sense. Perks of being what I am. I want you to understand why my father and I chose to keep our courts private and away from the public eyes. You might see it as primitive but it works.”

Kat had to agree…it does. What would the leaders of other countries give to have someone with Oscar’s skill, on their team? They might kill for it…she shook her head. The lesser of the evil.

“War Katherine, whether amongst ourselves or out in the battlefield,” he turns to look at her and holds her by both arms, "-will have innocent… loss of innocent lives and I am King, my crown is stained and will always have blood of the innocent smeared on it. My goal is to ensure that their lives are not taken in vain that they served…will serve a purpose…to move forward in to better day and eventually a better world."

Almost three million people were under the protection of the vampire-king. He needed help, which is why he had recruited a team- trusted people who knew his secret and were willing to rid the world of evil doers. And from what she could tell, all in white room seem to be trusted. The key word; trust- which was really lacking in his own castle- his family.

“I am just a man Katherine. Only one, so there is only so much I can do. I need you to recognize that everything I do is for the benefit of my people.”

Something inside Kat understood him and she felt herself opening her arms and hugging the large man, resting her head on his solid chest. Something thumped against her ear- why was his heart pumping? Isn't he like dead or undead or something?