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RITS: Chapter Ten


"Fuck! Walang tumutugma!"


I have wasted an immense amount of saliva muttering different curses pero nasayang lang sila dahil kahit paulit-ulit ko pang hampasin ang clay ng iba't-ibang klase ng sinturon ay alam kong wala talagang magm-match. I've tried this before para mag-match ang klase ng lacerations sa katawan ng biktima, pero wala talaga! Even with these new kinds and shapes of belts! Ano bang klase ng sinturon ang ginamit niya pambugbog sa biktima?!


A call made me fall back when I was about to land another hit at itinapon ko ang hawak na sinturon bago sinagot ang tawag. "What?"


["Get me a clay."] It was Lincoln na binabaan agad ako ng tawag ng akmang magtatanong pa sana ako kung para saan.


I scoffed before wiping the beeds of sweats on my forehead at naghugas ng kamay. I packed him what he wanted pero kinailangan ko munang umuwi para maligo dahil sa labis na init kaya naman pagdating ko sa korte ay ilang minuto na akong late. Lincoln was already questioning Rozen.


I sat besides Dr. Ybanez na kaagad akong nginitian ng makita ako. I looked around and found the whole courtoom being full. Idagdag pa yung media sa labas and there were more people protesting outside the halls, screaming for Rozen's incarceration.


"The knife that caused a cut on the victim's right palm was found in your kitchen with your prints on it. You lost your alibi on the actual day of the crime after it was found out that the victim died three days before her body was found and a trail of the victim's blood was found on your unit after conducting luminol test." Lincoln went over the defendant who looked lifeless.


Maraming mga litrato niya ang kumakalat sa social media with a bunch of hate edits na dinadagdagan pa ng mga bash comments, pointing on his dead eyes... Referring them to the eyes of a criminal.


"All evidence gathered are all pointing on you, defendant." Lincoln raised his head high before asking. "What do you pledge?"


"Not guilty," Rozen keeps on dissenting.


Lincoln smirked before standing all tall and regal. He got something on his desk at ipinakita yun sa media. It was a small camera... Typically those types that were meant to be kept hidden.


"Your Honor, I'd like to call in a witness."


Kaagad na napabaling ang lahat sa isang lalakeng tumayo. He was wearing cap kaya hindi makita ang kaniyang itsura. He went to the witness stand and after reciting the oath ay kaagad siyang umupo.


"Why didn't you hand in this evidence earlier?"


"Dahil pwede po akong makasuhan ulit,"


"For stalking charges?"


He nods. "Sunod-sunod po akong na community service dahil ilang beses rin po akong nireport ni Azterene... Ewan ko ba, ang ganda-ganda kasi niya, ang hirap tantanan!" He bowed his head in disgrace. "Pero nung nalaman kong pinatay siya... Halos nanlumo ako. Gusto ko siyang puntahan, pero hindi ako pwedeng tumapak sa kaniyang tinitirhan... Hanggang sa natapos yun kahapon..."

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