The trilogy of Gotham.

Part twenty

Standing before the counter engrossed in my late father's actions when Mr Smith taps my shoulder.

"Have you heard of the Olympic games, you need to apply for it," he states. Here I was thinking that I'd gotten rid of that topic with Alex but all in vain.

"I can't,I really can't," shaking my head.

"And why's that? You have the body and talent." concern showing in his features.

"I have a dark past,,-" am cut off, interfered by two gentlemen standing mysteriously by the door of the store. They look like they have news to deliver to us.

"Is this the store where Ms Kathryn Monde works at?" am covered in shock, reading the reaction from Mr Smith face.

"I could explain," looking at him. "I promise, all of it after the gentlemen leave."

"We just came to deliver news that your lawyer, wants a word with you."

"My lawyer!" am covered in shock, wishing for Mr Smith to leave us in private but his not going anywhere.

"Yes, come to his office with us now and a guardian."

"Sure sure," Mr Smith chimes in.

We're now in the elevator to see the lawyer. My heart throbs so bad that I could pass out, my legs feel like jelly and am having a pounding headache. My vision is blurry but now wasn't the time to stop, I had to pay for my actions.

If it's being sentenced then I'd take whatever,whether its years or life imprisonment. I was ready for whatever.

But I'd never regret laying hands in his murder. Never, whether it spoiled my reputation or not.

And today was my crucification day.

We entered the lawyer's elegant office, he sat across the table fully engrossed into his newspaper. Then he suddenly looks up when I knock on the open door.

"Come in," beckoning. "Take your seats."

I ponder over taking a seat with Mr Smith but later think against it.

"You look like you've just seen a ghost," the lawyer laughs.

"Definitely," my eyes meet Mr Smith's. I could read anything from his facial expressions, his just his normal self and this puzzles me more.

"Then let's get to business," getting serious now and my heart leaps to one hundred direct from zero.
Murderer rings in my mind, am getting insane now the longer he keeps postponing his serious speech.

"Sure Sir," is all Mr smith says in response.

"I need Kathryn Monde to sign some papers and witnessed by her guardian." he continues, this is it,the day has finally come. Crucification.

"She's now free to own all these assets out of her inheritance."

"Inheritance!!!" both Mr Smith and I scream in unison.

Kathryn owns assets oh my,how does that feel and why is that possible, please comment and vote.
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