Chapter 537 - Five Hundred And Thirty-Eight: The Assassination (1/2)
The third point of view :
”Hey, It's time to go,”
Maggie was roused from her thoughts when one of the military personnel pulled her into the police van.
Today was the first day Maggie was set to go on trial for the murder of Fernandez. Her case was a hot and sensitive one in the country since it depicted the violence directed at women. Everyone was interested to know what would be the final verdict.
Contrary to her fears, Maggie was being treated well in prison. She couldn't tell whether her patron was behind it - the people who hired her to kill Fernandez - or Cecil - who had been actively overseeing her case- she was grateful nonetheless. No one dared to bully her in prison, to be honest, she had more fans than enemies.
After Fernandez's death, most women who suffered abuse in his hands yet didn't speak up in fear of what he would do to them, sprang up like weeds. Evidence after evidence, testimony after testimonies, witnesses after the other flooded the prosecutor's office - they had a handful to process.
Even in prison, her fellow inmates respected her bravery in ending the evil man. She guessed in the middle of oppression, women would still rise together as one.
Cecil had met Maggie and narrated her plans. Although the woman didn't condone her action of killing Fernandez, Cecil said, ”However, you did the world a big favor. Although the set of rules and norms practiced by our society don't acknowledge your sacrifice, we, the survivors, who had tasted firsthand, the devil he was, thank you for keeping our world safe. You saved future women from falling into the trap we've experienced,”
Maggie had cried uncontrollably afterward. She had thought that she was alone all this while. When she killed Fernandez, she had not thought about the other young girls that could have fallen into the same situation. But now, she knew she had done a good thing. She had saved lives. Maggie saved futures.
She became hopeful once again. Cecil told her about the petition she started, demanding her release and so far, over four hundred women had signed the petition. That means she still had a bright future ahead - the society still wanted her.
Today marked the beginning of the trial that would determine her fate. Escorting her in the van were four soldiers; she was sandwiched in between two with her hands handcuffed. While one drove and the other stood watch. However, another police car drove from behind to offer extra protection which couldn't help but make Maggie all the more nervous.
Lady night, a raven bird had perched on her prison window, haunting her with its eerie cries all night. The little sleep she had caught hadn't been a pleasant one either; nightmares after nightmares. That was when it dawned on Maggie, she was going to die.
She was not a fool to think that everyone was in support of her killing Fernandez. Although the man did horrible things, Fernandez was a son, husband, father and relative to some people. They must be the one after her.
”How long till we arrive?” She asked the military personnel beside her who gave her a long look.
”This is the third time you asked that question, is anything the matter?” he looked at her suspiciously.