The Court room was crowded with the maximum number of audience, occupying the benches.
Bugati was sitting in a wheelchair with his injured Leg being bandaged. He was never arrested after that night because the police were not involved in that issue. But was under the watchful eye of Mr Lucky.
Emilia and Samara were not smiling in the Court, all they hope for is the law to favour them by releasing Mr Philip.
Kelly walked in each of his boots landing was making a motional sound, his suit was elegant. the audience was stealing a glance at him with admiration on their faces.
Emilia was not expecting Kelly in the court, she thought he will never show up after that night he left. She waves and smiles at him.
He smiles back at her, having a sit closer to Bugati.
Bugati just hates kelly's presence already in the court. He just wished he would have ended his life that night - he made the mistake.
How are you doing Mr? He smirks at him, feeling pity for his injured leg. Bugati ignores him focusing on the juries, if only he would know how much he hate him, he would just vanish from him.
The court grow silent, when the Chief judge walked in with his long black gown covered with a black coat, his movement was very short to the box.
"Alright", the judge uttered - everybody stood up before him, samara and Emilia look around why Justin is not yet in the court,
"Be seated".
Where is Justin? Emilia whispered.
Samara was unable to give her the answer she demanded, she only glance at her with strong silence.
"Are we missing someone?". The judge asked making it rhetorical to the audience. Bugati was just enjoying the drama that was going on on the court- no one will defend Philip now that Justin is nowhere to  be found
He smirk at Kelly that was beside him. He was cut short by the sound of the door.
The door was pushed open with Justin in a black suit holding his briefcase, moving so fast to the front bench.
He thought Jack ugly put an end to him, then how come he's here today, maybe he's Justin's doppelganger. no! he can't. Bugati's mood was destroyed by Justin's unexpected appearance in the court.
Samara and Emilia were astonished to see him. They never expect he will show up. His face was quenched with anger.
"I'm sorry your honour - my apology to the court", he said dropping his briefcase on the table.
The judge ignores his apology and scribbles down a note on the book that was presented before him.
Bugati never saw this coming. His fear grow stronger when the door was pushed open and the defendant was brought to the box.
"Your highness, I have my final witness to call", he stated with his left arm up in the air
"You're free to call".
"Harry Kel", Bugati was shocked when he heard him mention Harry. The look in his eyes was terminated with fear. He gazed at the bandage area of his leg.
Harry Kel, please approach the witness stand.
He stood up from the backbench offing his hat, people were stealing a glance at him as he ambles to the witness stand.
A book was brought to him, and he placed its hand on it, "you promise to say nothing but the truth",
"I do", the book was taken away. "I'm Harry kell", he brought out his cellphone. "This could explain everything that happened that day".
He was kidnapped with this same phone how come he has another one with him, that's what Bugati can't just understand now.
Everybody was just staring at him with wonder what he has on his cellphone. the cellphone was sent around for everyone to view the content.
That the photo of Bugati inserting the cocaine in Mr Philip's car, He yarned. I was passing when I saw him closer to the car, so I decided to greet him as a friend. I stopped when I saw him putting the briefcase in the car. I took a photo of him before leaving.
The audience was murmuring.
"He can't do that to Philip"
"What would make him do such a thing?"
"I still don't believe he could do such a thing to him"
The chittering was too much in the court.
Silent!! the judge roared, hitting the gavel repeatedly for the courtroom to maintain its decorum.
Samara was glaring at Bugati, she had never believed Bugati could do such a thing to Philip.
Bugati try all he could to maintain his confidence, but the eyes of the audience were too much on him.
Arrest Bugati immediately for questions, the judge sounds the alarm and the security men available walk in and take Bugati away in the wheelchair.
The judge hit the gavel and the court was dismissed for an hour.
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Lady's and gently of the jury, have you reached your decision? The judge asked the members of the jury.
One of the members' jury stood up silently, clearing his voice. We have your Honor.
And what did you find, the judge asked focusing on the members of the jury.
We find it in the favour of Mr Philip.
The audience stood up and scream with joy.
Ladies and gentlemen I hereby declared, Mr Philip freed, the judge declared hitting the gavel to dismiss the court.
Samara and Emilia were unable to hold it any longer they hare out and embrace Mr Philip. "I missed you daddy", she whispered hugging him again
I missed you too, Emilia. he release Emilia and Samara.
Harry and Justin were just waiting for Philip to finish celebrating his freedom with his family. He walk to them, "thank you both, you did more than a miracle for getting me back ", he embraced them.
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Jack Ugly was stomping around the room, with his gun in his hand. he looks so upset and pissed off. He had got the message that Philip was set free in the court with the help of Justin and Harry Kel.
"I told you to kill Justin, didn't I?" He roared at the young man on his knee, his eyes were filled with total darkness. Tumly deserves no mercy for going against Jack Ugly's word. He deserves to die for his disobedience.
"No...Yes.." He maunder. he felt hot urine running down his trouser." I was unable to kill him that's why I set him free", he sputter with his body trembling as he glance in Jack Ugly's eye.
"Shutup!!, You deserve to die Tumly". He shrieked, pointing the gun at Tumly's forehead head. "Tell me one good reason that I should not kill you now Tumly".
"Please, please..." he stutters with a trembling tone.
"Jack, have mercy on me I will never fail to Carryout your order", he pleaded with tears dripping from his eyes.
his words were just falling on deaf ears. Jack Ugly grit, pulls the trigger and darts the bullet into his skull.
Tumly's blood split on the wall. He enjoyed it when his body fall on the cold floor.  "This for my friend Bugati", he scoffed firing another bullet into his body.
The door was open and Tumly's body was taken out of the room. He dawdled inside the room with his cigarette stuck in his finger. He was just carried away by different though. He needs to kill Philip, he can't just rest without making Samara suffer.
He just needed Philip dead and that's final, he thought puffing the cigarette.
He heard a knock on the door, he ignores the knock. He just needed to be alone for some time, he just needs to think faster.
"Philip celebration", he mumbled. he can get to kill him without anybody suspecting him, he can disguise himself to be an old man, that is a nice idea. he thought
No, I need someone else, he amble to the centre table, having a seat on the soft grey sofa, opening the laptop that was placed on the glass table, he punch some button on the keyboard.
He stop staring at the laptop, leaning on the sofa, he brought out his cigarette pack, fling it open, bringing out a stick of it, he huffed, lighting the cigarette.
He was lost in thought, the cigarette was burning gently, he puff the cigarette, releasing the smoke into the air, his eyeball grow cold, he was lost in different though, he just wished Tumly carried out the command as he was told earlier, now all this mess would never exist in his life.
He stare back at the laptop screen, there was a content of a pretty lady fighting her opponent with sword, he grin pressing a button on the laptop to pause the content.
He stood from the sofa, walking to the bookshelf that was located in the left part of the room, he was moving his fingers on the books on the shelf, he brought out one title "Old memories" he dust off the cover, opening the book, rifling through the book, there was different photos tag with names and some notes under.
"Rubbish", he groan slamming the book close, bringing out another book that was titled "Purpose Diary" he brought it out placing it on the table scrutinizing it, with his eyeballs following everything he read. He stopped when he get to the photo of the lady that was fighting her opponent with a sword.
He chuckled, scribbling down some notes on a paper, folding it into an envelope.
"Benita, I can't wait to have you again in this game", he smirk, turning off the lantern that was in the room.