ISABELLA
I stood confidently in front of the courtroom, my eyes scanning the room as I waited for the judge to arrive.
The trespasser, a young man named Alexander, sat calmly in his seat, his eyes fixed on me with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. His information has been kept away from only this morning to find out little information about him.
Alexander was not only a trespasser, but he was also the son of a prominent government official. To make things more weird Emilio decided to become his attorney.
As the judge entered the courtroom, everyone rose to their feet, and I nodded respectfully in greeting.
The judge, a stern-looking woman with a reputation for being fair but firm, took her seat and nodded for us to begin. I felt at ease seeing her here, I bet she would allow any sort of of cheating to happen here.
"Prosecutor Isabella, you may proceed with your case," she said, her voice firm but polite.
