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André DiMera
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Part 19: The Trial - Part 1
A week had gone by in Salem. Things seemed to be moving quicker than they had before. Billie and Kimberly had already returned for the funerals, and Tony was on his way to the airport to get Carrie and Austin. He had decided that, to keep Silver safe, she had to be with someone at all times. So, she had gotten a job at the Brady Pub. She spent all day busing tables and waitressing. One evening, she and Caroline were getting ready to close up for the night.
"Great job, Silver," said Caroline. "I've never seen the Pub look so clean."
"Thanks, Mrs. Brady," smiled Silver.
"You know," continued Caroline. "You are probably one of the best waitresses I ever had."
"Oh, stop," laughed Silver.
"I serious," she said. "You're very good. I'm glad I let you have a job here."
"Thank you," said Silver. "I'm glad I got this job, too. It's helped keep my mind off of..."
Her voice trailed away.
"If you ever need to talk, I'm a good listener," said Caroline.
"I know," she said. Thanks for helping me out, and letting me get the job. That was really great of you."
Then, a car pulled up.
"That's my dad," said Silver. "I'll see you tomorrow."
"All right, dear," said Caroline. "Like I said, if you ever need anything, you know where I am."
"Thanks."
And Silver walked out to the car...
***
The gabel slammed down.
"Hattie Adams," said Judge Fitzpatrick. "You have been accused of twelve counts of first degree murder as well as conspiring to murder. How do you plead?"
"Not guilty!"
"Oh, spare us some time, will you?" asked a voice. Hattie wasn't sure, but it sounded suspicously like Bo's.
"Silence," ordered the Judge. "And do you have any reason of saying this, Hattie?"
"You bet I do, bub," replied Hattie. I never killed all of those people. Okay. Yeah, I thought of killing a number of people. Yeah, I killed that daughter of Roman and Kate, but she's the only one."
"Objection," said Peter Alfonso, the prosecuting attourney. "We have evidence that suggest Hattie had a hand in the murders of Victor Kiriakis, Henderson, and Samantha Evans."
"And what evidence would that be?" asked the Judge.
"I call to the stand," continued Alfonso. "John Black."
Hattie took a seat, and John took the stand.
"Mr. Black," said the attourney. "Is it true that you were hiding out near the Kiriakis Mansion on the night of the three murders in question?"
"Yes."
"Did you see Ms. Adams walk in to the DiMera Mansion and start a fire?"
"Yes."
"Would you care to share your memories of the events of the night?"
"Hattie walked into the mansion and lit a fire," said John. "She then proceeded to dump a blot of oil on the fire, to make the flames rise. Fearing that she would die in the process of killing Victor, she ran. Samantha Evans then came, and wacked Victor upside the head, knocking him out cold. She then dragged him into the fire. Eventually, the whole mansion was engulfed in it, including Samantha, who had been burned by the fire herself."
"No further questions," said Alfonso.
***
Several hours later, the jury came out.
"Hattie Adams," said one of the jurors. "We find you guilty of one count of first degree murder, three counts of being an accomplice to murder, and one count of conspiring to murder. Your sentance: Two consecutive life sentances in prison."
"But what about the other three?" asked Hattie.
"What other three," asked the Judge.
"That sister of Blondie's," said Hattie. "Pricness Gina, and André DiMera. If I'm going down, how come they aren't?"
"Samantha Evans was found murdered at the Kiriakis Mansion," said Bo. "As for the other two, we'll look for them. We must thank you for giving us leads on the other suspects. Now, get out of my sight."
And with that, Hattie was taken off to prison.
Justice had finally started being served.
A week had gone by in Salem. Things seemed to be moving quicker than they had before. Billie and Kimberly had already returned for the funerals, and Tony was on his way to the airport to get Carrie and Austin. He had decided that, to keep Silver safe, she had to be with someone at all times. So, she had gotten a job at the Brady Pub. She spent all day busing tables and waitressing. One evening, she and Caroline were getting ready to close up for the night.
"Great job, Silver," said Caroline. "I've never seen the Pub look so clean."
"Thanks, Mrs. Brady," smiled Silver.
"You know," continued Caroline. "You are probably one of the best waitresses I ever had."
"Oh, stop," laughed Silver.
"I serious," she said. "You're very good. I'm glad I let you have a job here."
"Thank you," said Silver. "I'm glad I got this job, too. It's helped keep my mind off of..."
Her voice trailed away.
"If you ever need to talk, I'm a good listener," said Caroline.
"I know," she said. Thanks for helping me out, and letting me get the job. That was really great of you."
Then, a car pulled up.
"That's my dad," said Silver. "I'll see you tomorrow."
"All right, dear," said Caroline. "Like I said, if you ever need anything, you know where I am."
"Thanks."
And Silver walked out to the car...
***
The gabel slammed down.
"Hattie Adams," said Judge Fitzpatrick. "You have been accused of twelve counts of first degree murder as well as conspiring to murder. How do you plead?"
"Not guilty!"
"Oh, spare us some time, will you?" asked a voice. Hattie wasn't sure, but it sounded suspicously like Bo's.
"Silence," ordered the Judge. "And do you have any reason of saying this, Hattie?"
"You bet I do, bub," replied Hattie. I never killed all of those people. Okay. Yeah, I thought of killing a number of people. Yeah, I killed that daughter of Roman and Kate, but she's the only one."
"Objection," said Peter Alfonso, the prosecuting attourney. "We have evidence that suggest Hattie had a hand in the murders of Victor Kiriakis, Henderson, and Samantha Evans."
"And what evidence would that be?" asked the Judge.
"I call to the stand," continued Alfonso. "John Black."
Hattie took a seat, and John took the stand.
"Mr. Black," said the attourney. "Is it true that you were hiding out near the Kiriakis Mansion on the night of the three murders in question?"
"Yes."
"Did you see Ms. Adams walk in to the DiMera Mansion and start a fire?"
"Yes."
"Would you care to share your memories of the events of the night?"
"Hattie walked into the mansion and lit a fire," said John. "She then proceeded to dump a blot of oil on the fire, to make the flames rise. Fearing that she would die in the process of killing Victor, she ran. Samantha Evans then came, and wacked Victor upside the head, knocking him out cold. She then dragged him into the fire. Eventually, the whole mansion was engulfed in it, including Samantha, who had been burned by the fire herself."
"No further questions," said Alfonso.
***
Several hours later, the jury came out.
"Hattie Adams," said one of the jurors. "We find you guilty of one count of first degree murder, three counts of being an accomplice to murder, and one count of conspiring to murder. Your sentance: Two consecutive life sentances in prison."
"But what about the other three?" asked Hattie.
"What other three," asked the Judge.
"That sister of Blondie's," said Hattie. "Pricness Gina, and André DiMera. If I'm going down, how come they aren't?"
"Samantha Evans was found murdered at the Kiriakis Mansion," said Bo. "As for the other two, we'll look for them. We must thank you for giving us leads on the other suspects. Now, get out of my sight."
And with that, Hattie was taken off to prison.
Justice had finally started being served.