Born To Bleed - KTH FF (BOOK III)

-TEN-

"I ain't have a problem with anyone. You do a crime, you have to pay the price. Simple."

"And you've just been waiting to make Mr. Kim pay. You chose routes close their homes to patrol, you are always one of the first people at the scene when it comes to their family, are you not?"

He nodded. "Yeah, sure."

"In police terms, you're still a rookie, correct?"

"I have almost two years under my belt."

"And in those two years, your department has been suspected of bribery, and the crime rate has risen, correct?"

"Yes." He crossed his arms, not wanting to back down.

"You will do anything to clean up the streets and you believe that all stems from the Kims?"

"They have this city under their control, and because of that, people look the other way."

"You, a police officer, would look the other way? Your people on the force would look the other way?"

No answer.

Desuk turned to the jury. "These men are supposed to protect us. But he says they look away? From what? How did you, Officer Sijun, manage to accuse and get a prosecution of Mr. Kim, when so many others, wiser than you, have found no evidence that my client ever did anything wrong?"

"A lot of men have tried. We've lost too many good men, many of them are jaded and just want to get their pay and go home to their families in peace."

If he was smart, he would have done the same thing.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you heard it," he said to the jury. "The police department is tired of doing its job. Which means they were too tired to find Mrs. Kim."

"Objection!"

But he didn't stop. "They were jaded, sick and tired of losing too many men so they pointed to easiest exit—"

"Objection!—"

"They wanted to go back to the donuts and coffee. Who cares if an innocent man rots in prison? They're tired!"

"Your Honor!"

"Mr. Desuk!" The judge banged on the gavel. "Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, please strike the previous statements from the record. Mr. Desuk, you are walking on very thin ice."

"My apologies, Your Honor, I'm just a little bit tired," he said, and if I could've, I would have laughed.

The court stilled.

"Well then, would you like an hour and a half recess for lunch now?" the judge asked the jury, and they all nodded, which meant I was going back to the tombs underneath the court.