Narrative Essay On Criminal Justice

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“Amun,” Jamie yelled from his office. “Joy, the devil,” I whispered to myself as I trudged across the hall to hell. “New case. There have been several killings this past week and I’d like you to go over the file. Cops still don’t know who it is, but you’re the only lawyer who takes care of these cases so if you don’t want the job we will have to call someone from out of state to see if they would like to take this case. Look at the file, think about it, let me know if you would like to take it, by Friday.” I picked the file up off his desk and toiled back to my office. I knew I would take the case, but I thought I’d look over it a little just in case. I glanced at the clock, counting down the seconds till I could leave. …show more content…

I have a new case. The murders that have been going on, I’m taking the case. They haven’t caught the suspect, but since I am the only one who takes care of cases like these…” “I hope they catch him soon. It’s frightening to think about. And it started almost a week exactly after we moved here.” “It will be fine. Nothing will happen to us. I’m positive. But you should get some rest. You’ll need it.” She walked away after saying Goodnight and left me on the couch thinking about my case. I zipped up my jacket and headed out the door into the storm. I jumped in the car and the engine roared to life. I started backing out and started to Nick’s house. I knocked on the door. He didn’t answer, but his car was in the driveway. I walked around back till I got to the basement window. I swung it open and jumped down. I ambled up the stairwell. I slowly cracked the door open. I glanced around and saw the blood stained walls. I stepped towards the main room and saw him on the floor. Lifeless. I walked back slowly. Then started sprinting towards the car. I jumped in the car and pulled out my phone. I called the cops and went back home. I got home and went to bed. I just needed to rest. It’s just a …show more content…

3:27. I rolled over to face Annika but she wasn’t there. I sat up in bed and saw a knife gleaming in the moonlight under the window. I got up out of bed and noticed blood leading down the hall. I slowly and silently started walking down the hall. I opened the door to the basement and I heard her scream. “Go away! Leave me alone! Don’t touch me ever again.” I stopped. Confused. Had I done something? Did she thinking I was the killer? I started down. And saw her in the corner. She saw me and started screaming more. “I can’t believe you! Leave me alone! Leave this house! I’ll call the cops!” I walked back slowly. Once I reached the door I bolted.I ran into the couch. I stumbled over the chair and saw my watch in front of me along with my bible. It was 3:39. I looked further up and saw Cain standing above me. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I didn’t know. All those innocent people, my best friend, my fiancée!” I yelled as tears streamed down my eyes. “I didn’t know! Please help me.” He stared into my eyes as he pulled a knife out from behind his back. He slowly grabbed me by my collar and held me up. “You didn’t do it,” He whispered as I took my last breathe at

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