A Journal of My Thoughts (Part 4)

Good morning!  It’s finally Friday!  I cannot wait to finish work today so I can have the weekend off!  Just think of all the writing I can get done!

We are picking up where we left of in the case.  What do you guys think will happen to Mr. Neavelle?  I honestly hope he goes free, that just seems like the right thing.  Especially with that new evidence that was found from a couple witnesses.  If you want to see what happens, you will have to continue reading this Adventure.  Enjoy!

A Journal of My Thoughts

December 14, 20—

Last night was a rough night of sleep.  I kept tossing and turning, thinking about all of the information for our case.  I think I woke up more exhausted than when I went to sleep.  

Also, I drank three cups of coffee before I left for work which is something I never do.

When I arrived at work, James was already there.  I didn’t even get a chance to ask him how long he was there because when I walked into his office I knew.  He was sound asleep in his chair, his head resting on the desk in front of him. Honestly, I wasn’t sure how he was able to sleep with his music pounding.  I was able to turn down the music without waking James up and left him where he was. Thankfully, our meeting wasn’t until 11 am.

I walked into my office and started prepping for our meeting with Mr. Neasvelle.  We had all the new information for the case and the first day of trial is tomorrow.  Let me be the first to say that I am really not looking forward to the trial. It is going to be a lot  harder than we are hoping for.

I sat in my office for a while preparing stuff when James walked in.  He asked how long I had been working for and I told him not long. He apologized to me for staying overnight, but he was just so worked up in the case trying to find a way to win.  I feel bad for him. He’s been spending so much extra time on this case. He hasn’t been spending as much time off as he normally would.

He sat down in front of me and we went over the notes that we had accumulated for Mr. Neavelle’s case.  We were hoping that we could get him out on the idea that there were no fingerprints and the fact that he couldn’t get to the store in less than 30 minutes.  Both of those facts along with a witness telling me that he saw Mr. Neavelle in his apartment at 2 am helped to solidify that Mr. Neavelle was innocent.

We worked in our separate offices for a while when it finally became time for our meeting with Mr. Neavelle.  We set up the small conference room on our floor to make sure that we were prepared. My phone rang from our secretary Alicia calling to tell us Mr. Neavelle was here for his meeting.  I told her to bring him back and James and I waited.

Let me say that I was absolutely shocked to see Mr. Neavelle.

He looked like he had been through 10 wars.  His eyes were sunk in and dark from many sleepless nights.  His clothes were clean but they were tattered from overwearing them.  There were a couple holes in his jeans and a large rip in the side of his shirt.  I haven’t seen a client in this bad of condition for a while but it made me feel even worse for him.  It made me kind of want to ask if he had clothes that were appropriate for court, but I held my tongue.

He looked exhausted and stressed beyond all belief.  I have seen James endure a lot of stress with this case but I never expected to see double the stress on Mr. Neasvelle’s face.  I asked him if he would like a cup of water or a cup of coffee and I saw tears forming in his eyes. He told me he hadn’t had coffee since he divorced his wife and he didn’t buy it because it was too expensive.  He used his coffee money to pay for his child support. I immediately made him a cup of coffee and handed it to him.

We sat down at the table and discussed what was going to happen in court tomorrow.  He told us he was borrowing a suit from his father to make sure he looked presentable.  That made me feel a little bit better. I told him what evidence we had gotten from his neighbors and how it didn’t match up with the time frame of the break in.  He nodded, taking in all of the information that we were putting in front of him. James kept asking him if this was all making sense and he would say yes.

After everything was presented we gave Mr. Neavelle a game plan of how everything would happen.  We told him that we would do everything we could to get him off the hook, especially since the evidence was clear that he was an innocent man.

I will never forget what Mr. Neavelle told us.  He told us that the whole time this has been happening, he hasn’t felt any hope.  He felt like he had lost the moment he was unfairly arrested. But now that he saw all of the evidence in front of him, he finally saw a glimmer of hope.  He finally saw the chance to continue to be a free man and not have to spend the rest of his life in jail for something he didn’t do. He told us he had been preparing to spend the rest of his life behind bars.  Mr. Neavelle thanked us for our time and stood up. He had to get back to work but he was looking forward to what was going to happen in the coming days.

James and I walked him to the front door and shook his hand.  We both wished him well before heading back to our offices and continuing to work.  James told me before we left for the day that he actually slipped Mr. Neavelle a $20 bill when they shook hands, more of a ‘this is to help you’ hand shake.  That made me smile.

And now we are at the end of the day.  I need to get a good night’s rest for the case tomorrow.  James and I are meeting at the office early to make sure we have everything.  I know we can win this case. I know Mr. Neavelle will be a free man. I just know it.  Either way, that is up to the judge to finally decide. G’night.

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