((( Rhio POV's )))
The door of the courtroom opened and instantly, everybody were surprised.
"Stop this nonsense!" a voice spoke.
The camera panned from me to where the voice came from.
It was Elthon.
"Silence!" the judge spoke as he repeatedly pounded his gavel.
"Order in the court."
The prosecutors' side were restless at Elthon's sudden appearance in the room but everybody got quiet at the intervention of the judge. I remained silent and waited as my lawyers exchanged whispers.
Elthon moved around to the side of the platform and whispered something to the jury. It was immediately ordered for the doors to be closed and the rest of Elthon's entourage of judges sat on the pew beside me.
I recognized some of them to have been with me during the Summit meeting.
"I assure you your name will be cleared once you get out of this place," Elthon tapped my shoulder when he came back.
Some businessmen in tuxedos already looked defeated as if they've just seen a ghost and the rest of the curious spectators got muted as they waited for Elthon to speak. He went back to the platform and looked around.
"Do you want to know who was really behind the massacre?" his voice echoed.
He detailed the events of his disappearance and everything that occurred before the auditorium explosion. All the people inside the premise were secretly held as hostages as few names were called. Those people were then blindfolded and transported elsewhere. They were C class businessmen and company associates who had access to funds of their own corporates or establishments that they were working for.
"Them!" He turned his head around to the row of prosecutors, "Weren't you all ashamed to have acted as prosecutors to a crime that you yourselves have done? Rhio's innocent! The time that he went back to the country, he was beside his own family."
I turned my gaze to them too. Every single one of those fucking faces have to pay for what they did.
"So you were saying Atty. Elthon that they were the culprits of the massacre? How did you say so?"
"I wouldn't forget their faces. I was with the ones who were abducted and they were here to attest to my statement."
His entourage stood up and narrated their stories of the incident.
"That's not the only evidence we have."
A man took out a flash drive and played a video on the projector screen. It was a footage from the CCTV camera.
"Hey, what're you doing!" some prosecutors protested as the police started to cuff them one by one.
That evidence was reliable and no words could say otherwise. Their stories has been ended.
"Sir, can we have your statement on what had just happened…"
"Sir, now that you're proven innocent…"
"Sir…" The media swarmed around as I got out of the courtroom. But before they could feast on me, my men barricaded around to help me get to the parking.
"Make sure they pay in hell for what they did to me," I said to one of my lawyers before getting on the car.