COLD REVENGE'S
Part 3's. Maximum Sentences

Papa was taken away. Butterfly-hearted mom cried all night. I started to find out and hear what was happening with worry. It seems that the materials they brought were quite a lot, I was worried about everything that happened. My dad's in one man's trap, if he can't prove his innocence with that much cocaine, he could be rewarded for a maximum of 20 years, which teenage child is not horrified to hear the words of a dozen years, which wife is not worried about life spinning direction suddenly.

The next morning, Papa's friend, Papa's best friend, immediately came to the house talking to Mama below. I listened down the stairs Mama talked to Hans Dench.

“They found the box neatly tucked away in a hidden place. Someone put it there. His fingerprints were clean in the box and only John's prints were found. I'll try to find a loophole on how we can prove this, I'm here to copy all the security footage in this house before the police will copy it. Because John insisted he didn't know why the item was there.”

“John couldn't have done it. You know it's Hans.” Mom almost cried saying it.

“I know, you can't think too much. We'll find a way to prove this.”

“John said maybe it had something to do with Herron International. Is it can be proved.”

“If we find just one person wandering around and suspiciously wandering outside or approaching this house, we can get into the accusation.  If the police don't cooperate or whatever Detective Cohen dodges, we'll be able to get into that hypothesis. That's why I came here, you remember a stranger who was near here Maggie.” My mom tried to remember everything she's been through for a while now.

“I can't remember Hans at all. I don't know, nothing comes to mind,..”.

“You don't have to force remembering it now , you're still tangent. But whatever you remember you should call me right away. While this was what I had to do, you don't think about a lot of things at once or bad things. Then you can't think straight. I need to access your security camera data.”

“Emma? You're not in school?” Uncle Dench greeted me sympathetically. My name is Emma Wright, 15. Johnson Wright and Maggie Colman.

“No.”

“Uncle Dench, are they going to imprison old Dad. How many kilograms of cocaine they got, I searched with that much cocaine ..” I couldn't continue because I was worried.

“Emma, Uncle will not allow this.  Your father's a good man okay.You don't worry, there must be a way. We're gonna send them to jail, not your father. You're still a good school okay.” It was to me that Uncle Dench's words were like a ray in a dark hallway.

“Iya Uncle, I listen to you.” I have faith Papa will come back to us, and this is all just a nightmare that is about to pass.

But the days that followed, the clouds above my head grew thicker. I'm not sure what happened, Uncle Dench said that there was no evidence to alleviate it. The prosecution came up with an argument my father was a lawyer who was just starting out in a career and needed a lot of money for our family. All the evidence seems to weigh on Dad, my school was a mess of those months, I became moody, I couldn't concentrate on school because I thought about Dad.

“Defendant, Johnson Wright, found guilty and sentenced to 10 years in prison..” I can't hear the rest anymore. I guess my world was dark and I couldn't cry anymore.