Fall from grace, Episode 4
#4 of Fall From Grace
Here is the fourth part of Fall from grace, I should warn you that I found some parts so hard to write because of what was going on at the time in the chapter. I should also stipulate that while there is a part in the chapter that most of you will be disgusted at I do not condone the exploitation of children.
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Fall from grace.
Episode 4.
By Wolfie Steel.
Three hours into the day and the phone begins to ring, Rick heads to the side table to answer it, he is always so pleasant and professional when he answers the phone, he walks back to me and hands me the phone handset.
"You'd better take this one Wick, it's the clerk of the courts, maybe with the date for Chris' hearing."
I take the handset from Rick's paw and put it to my ear.
"Wickson Jackson speaking."
There is a female's voiceon the other end of the phone.
"Ah Mr Jackson, I take it that it is you who will be acting as the defence for Christopher Lang?"
I harden my stance and for just a few moments I become the no nonsense lawyer Wickson Jackson.
"Yes that would be me, how can I help?"
"Well Mr Jackson the purpose of the call is to let you know that we have a date for the hearing, thanks to a case finishing earlier than planned we can now take Christopher's hearing tomorrow at 10 am, is this time acceptable or would you like further time to work on your case?"
My tail wags slowly and Rick can see that I am all business.
"10 am tomorrow will be just fine."
"That is good news MrJackson, you are now booked in to courtroom number 3 at Central London County Court if anything changes and you need to cancel please call us an hour before the hearing so that we can reschedule."
I acknowledge the clerk'sinstructions and then replace the handset into its base. I walk back and stand next to Rick.
"Well, its time to get our bark on, get Chris down here so that I can tell you both at the same time."
Rick races upstairs and the returns a few moments later with a very worried looking Christopher in tow.
"Okay, guys this is it, tomorrow at 8:30 am we will head to the courthouse so that I can turn in the papers and the statement that I took fro Christopher."
I look Christopher right in the eyes.
"Before that, though there is an even harder job that needs to be done and I'm afraid Christopher that it is going to make you feel incredibly uncomfortable and upset, we need photographic evidence of any and all wounds that you sustained when you were attacked, now let me make myself perfectly clear on this, the photographs will need to be seen by the Judge and the Jury, rest assured though once they have been used as evidence they will be destroyed as will the memory card from the camera, the camera's memory will also be wiped."
Christopher begins to shake as he knows that folks will see his naked body with all of the wounds, but after a few moments, he finds his voice.
"If it will help us win then I will allow it but on one condition, Wick I want you to take the pictures and I want Rick to be in the room as a whitness."
I look to Rick as a small smile plays across my muzzle.
"I think we have another budding lawyer in our midst."
While things are fresh in our minds I find the camera and an old memory card, I put the memory card into Rick's laptop and format it so that the only thing on it will be the evidence photos. With that job done we head up to the room that Christopher is using as his bedroom, once there I steel myself so that I am hopefully ready for what I am about to see.
In the privacy of Christopher's room, he slowly begins to take off his clothing, the sight that greets me is enough to turn the stomachs of both myself and Rick, numerous bite marks, lots of bruising some of it quite heavy, and various cuts to his arms and torso. I waste no time in taking the photos of these vial wounds while Rick reassures Christopher and asks him to turn around when I'm done taking the first lot of shots.
After ten minutes I hand the camera to Rick and I rush to the bathroom where I throw up into the toilet until my ribs and stomach ache, once Rick has told the young Corgi to dress again he joins me in the bathroom losing the contents of his own stomach next to me.
Once I have regained some control I wipe my muzzle clean with a piece of toilet tissue and then I head back into Christopher's room where I find him gently sobbing while he is sat on his bed.
I kneel down before him and I take his shaking hand paws into my own and try to soothe him.
"I'm sorry that you had to go through that Chris I really am, but with what myself and Rick have seen there is no way in hell that the guys who did this to you are going to win the case, put it this way bud, if they win the case then I will take it to a much higher court, I will not stop fighting for you, I don't care how long it takes me but I will get you the justice you deserve."
Rick joins us in the bedroom and has brought some tissue for Christopher to dry his eyes with. I leave Rick to continue to settle Christopher down while I go to Rick's laptop so that I can print the vial photos, once the photos are printed I take the memory card and stash it in my locked box until Christopher walks free from either the courtroom or prison.
At 5 pm the three of us head out to a local restaurant to try and put the horrible things that we have had to do over the last few hours behind us, all talk of the case is totally banned instead we talk about everything else from sports to school, to favourite TV shows and favourite foods.
With the meal finally finished we head home to get an early night, because after all, tomorrow is going to be a big day.