"What? Me? No way! I didn't kill anyone, honest!" Darren's pleas were of no use as the police officers brought him out of the identification chamber.
"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to have a lawyer. The court of law will provide you with one should you not have the means to hire one..." Darren has heard those words a million times on television, but never thought he would hear it for himself. The police officers brought him to a small room in jail, where he would stay throughout his trial. Daniel and Leonie were allowed to visit him, but only for an hour.
"Darren! Are you okay?" asked a very concerned Leonie when she and Daniel came to visit.
"No, I am not!" yelled Darren. "It's not fair...I didn't do it, so why am I the one convicted?"
"Damn, I wish I could say I know how you feel but that won't be true entirely," said Daniel with regret. "But why did this had to happen?"
"I don't know," sniffled Darren, his tears soaking his skin. "Tell me something, though...do the tabloids know?"
"Thankfully, no," replied Leonie. "But they will soon enough..."
"Yeah, what with your trial," continued Daniel. "When is it anyway?"
"Tomorrow...yet they won't let me go home," said Darren. "I'll have to stay here for as long as the trial lasts..."
"That isn't fair!" protested Leonie. "Surely someone who was ACCUSED of a crime but not PROVEN to be the criminal won't be locked up?"
"Sigh...that's just the law..." said Darren. "Thank God that lawyer of ours agreed to help for free, or else I'll be even more stressed..."
"Oh don't be stressed out, Darren," said Daniel. "Look, we know you are innocent...why don't we be your witnesses?"
"Yeah, we have substantial evidence to prove that you weren't even THERE," continued Leonie. "So is that fine with you?"
"It sure is - thanks for helping," said Darren, barely managing a smile. "I just pray that I'm going to get out of this safely..." Leonie and Daniel just smiled as they softly stroked Darren through the bars on his room.
