The Wheels Of Justus Part 1

Chapter 207

The Wheels Of Justus

Part 1

After a whole week of nothing but stress, and battling my father, which never seems to end, the day finally arrived. Today we would be taking on the monster. Today we would face everything he thinks I have done wrong in his eyes, which is everything. Yet today he and Susan will be standing alone when the s**t hits the fan one more time. Some predicted it would be the last, but I knew better, and I knew my father and Susan. This would never end as I watched my mother arrive with my sisters and grandmother as my father was making his way in as he was escorted by two police officers.

The moment he saw me and my friends he growled. “What in the hell are you doing here? Didn’t you get my message loud and clear I don’t want you here? Officer arrest them they are breaking the restraining order.”

The office said. “Yea right? It doesn’t apply inside the courtroom Jim after all you’re the one suing them; they have a right to prove their innocents.”

My mother took a seat on my side of the courtroom next to my grandmother; she looked like a woman that could kill as she stared at him with eyes that said. If I was younger I would take you behind the woodshed. He growled. “Interfering again, mother? Or are you here to put a stop to it and let me do what should have been done many years ago?”

She growled back. “O’ I am putting a stop to it all right Jimmy darling,” Knowing that he hated that when she called him Jimmy or darling.

The officer quickly led my father to his side of the courtroom as my sisters joined him, Mom told Becky to choose which side she wanted to sit on it really didn’t matter, but she was hoping she had the guts to sit on our side, but my father ordered her to sit next to Susan, telling her she better tell the truth today or he’ll turn her over his knee. She said. “Your truth or my truth Dad?” Very snidely causing him to count too ten as he pointed to her chair.

She looked over at grandma and my mother, my mother said. “There is only one truth, Becky, that is did your brother or his friends tried to rape you?”

Becky said. “No, they did not nor did they even touch Susan, no one would want to touch that cold piece of meat.”

My father growled. “Sit down, right here, right now! I told you the truth we had been over the truth a hundred times.”

Becky said. “Fine, I’ll sit here for now.” She took a seat next to my sister, and he smiled as he saw his lawyer coming into the room.

I gasped noticing it was High Judge Mr. Grayson, he had the Kingston’s sit behind him… my father looked quite pleased said. “I have the best lawyer money could buy and he is doing it pro Bono,” asking. “Where is your lawyer? Or do you even have one?” He said to his lawyer. “This so going to be a walk in the park,” as he relaxed, even more, smiling like he was the cat with the best cream until she walked into the courtroom as everyone heads turned to gasp at this woman that was absolutely stunning.

Today Mrs. Collins had taken down her hair as it laid lose at shoulder length with soft waves, that shined a little like honey flowing, she had replaced her glasses with contacts that really brought out her crystal blue eyes with red hot lipstick, she was dressed in a killer plaid gray miniskirt that went down to her knees. Giving away to well-defined hips that curved perfectly as she walked in black high heels, which set off her silk light grayish blouse with ruffles down the front with black buttons. She was drop down gorgeous and we werewolves in heat like in the cartoon as she walked down the aisle. She quickly shook Mr. Grayson hands introduced herself.

My father asked. “Where have I heard that name before?”

She stifled a little laugh with the back of her hand and said. “Mr. Shepherd if you recall I was your son’s lawyer in the last two times you charged these crimes and everything you could think about getting away with. You lost then and you will lose this time as well.” He called her a w***e; she said, “Can you prove it?”

He said. “You look like a w***e, I would I see on a street corner and pay for sex.”

She smiled and said. “I’ll take that as a compliment, considering you were willing to pay for it in the first place compared to most things you expect to get for free.” Which made him even angrier, but with the courtroom filling up there was very little he could do. So he sat down hard as his Lawyer advised him, not say anything.

My caseworker took her seat placing white file box on our table, with my huge file and several marked videotapes then asked the bailiff to bring them a TV and a VCR. I looked around the room hearing Jennie and Paul fighting and cringed when they both came in. Paul was about to sit on my father side until Jennie told him to sit where she told him too. He paled when he saw the videotapes… as I overheard my mother telling him those tapes contain everything he had been doing; he said. “Linda they are just bluffing and if they aren’t so what, if I am going down they are going down with me.”

Jennie came up to my lawyer and caseworker and said.” Paul has refused to drop the charges, stating that you are bluffing; I showed him that you weren’t, but he said he doesn’t believe he has done anything wrong, because Eli and Eric would be guilty of the same crime as well as Shawn Rothwell and his foster bothers over the years. So if it comes to it, do what you must, but Linda says that you wanting to wait until you have all the evidence before convicting him. However if the Judge would permit me to drop the charges or we could come to some sort of agreement, Linda says that you might consider classifying it as part of an ongoing investigation.”

My caseworker said. “It couldn’t hurt, to ask, but you must do so the moment the Judge calls for the cases and I will ask if we can approach the bench and see if we can work some sort of deal out. I too would like Paul to pay for all the crimes not just a few, for all the boys involved.” She nodded and walked back to her seat.

Paul said. “What the hell Jennie, do you realize what you have done?”

She said. “O’ I am quite aware what I have done Paul. I am seeking justice for every boy you have forced yourself onto. Not just our boys, but every boy you have been raping. I intend to make sure that you are going to jail for a very, very long time.”

Tony took a seat in the back of us as he gave me a nod as his two men that had taken care of business by tuning up Paul, took seats right near in the row in front of him. One of the men said. “Remember us, darling? We certainly remember you.”

Paul said. “More scare tactics, you have no case; the boys or going down.”

One of the men pulled out a videotape and said. “I have it all here darling, how we three had one hell of a good time we get a hard-on just thinking about it as we watch and listen to you scream begging us not to stop.” He handed up to our lawyer Paul was about to say something until the bailiff said.. “Will you all rise for Judge Hallowell?”

Everyone stood as the Judge made his way into the courtroom; once he was seated we were all seated. He read our names and the charges and who was suing us, my father smiled as he said. “Hell yes? I wish to move forward, so we can end this once and for all so I may see justice.” We all stood as we were called, we didn’t say anything, we just nodded that we were prepared to do so.

He read Paul’s charges and my father couldn’t have asked for a better scenario as he said aloud. “See boy, I am not the only one that sees you as immoral trash, and you have tried to kill.” The judge banged his gavel telling him to shut his mouth or he would dismiss the charges altogether. He asked Paul again if he was still pressing charges.

Paul said, “Yes.”

Jennie stood and said. “No judge, if we may approach the bench.”

He nodded and Jennie, my mother, lawyer, and my father’s lawyer approached the bench. I couldn’t hear anything but whispers, but it seemed just for a minute that my luck had indeed gone south for the winter. Then they were returning to their seats. He said. “Due to extenuating circumstances, I have decided to weigh the outcome, of what Paul Cranny has done first, before hearing the evidence of Jim Shepherd, I understand that once I have viewed the tapes, that are not listed as classified due to the ongoing case, That charges will be dropped.”

The bailiff had Paul come up and sit on the stand as he swore him in. He was more than pleased to do it; then asked him to explain his side of the story. Paul said. “I came down the stairs to check on my boys hearing them screaming like they were being killed. When I came into the room I found Eric Rothwell having sex with my two oldest boys Robert and Michael tied to the bed. I asked what the hell he was doing. When his friend Eli snuck up behind me and hit me over the head with a baseball bat, knocking me out. When I came too I was stripped naked and was being raped repeatedly.

“They had tied me up so I couldn’t fight back as I lay there bleeding as they took turns raping me and beating me. Once they were done they threatened me if I said anything they would kill me and my family. I grabbed my clothes and ran for my life until my wife and his mother came home. Yet when I told them what they had done. They didn’t believe me.

“I had heard that his father Jim shepherd also was charging him and his friends for doing the same thing to him, but also his two sisters, not only that but I have been told they are involved in a child sex ring. I am suing him and his mother, and his adoptive parents for damages of 2 million dollars. Even though no amount of money will ever make up for what they did to me and my boys.”

His and my father's Lawyer said. “So Paul you are telling the court that a big man like you was outwitted and outnumbered. That you are not doing this for the money? Yet my question is how do you know that they have the means to pay the large sum?”

Paul said. “Because everyone knows the Rothwell’s are rich, and I deserve my cut. Of the profits”

Paul gasped when he realized what he just said and shook his head trying to clear it as his lawyer winked at me. Paul said. “That’s not…” he couldn’t speak… as he tried again and said. “I want my damn money!” His lawyer returned to his seat said. “I have no further questions at this time.

Paul said. “What the hell? You’re supposed to be on my side.”

He said. “O’ I am. It’s not my fault if you are stupid to sell yourself out.”

Everyone laughed inside the courtroom. He bowed to my lawyer tell her she can cross exam. She said. “Thank you,” picking up the tape and handing it to the bailiff, said. “Let me get this straight, you came down the stairs hearing your boys screaming and found Eric and Eli raping them, being tied to the bed?”

Paul nodded. “That’s Right,”

She said. “You a man, five times their size, being taken down so easily?”

He said. “They were training to be killers. I have been to several of Eric’s advents. I have seen and so has several people have seen him beat up a guy three times his size and never lay a finger on him. Eli too is trained, so yes. They are more than capable.”

She smiled. “O’ I have no doubt that they are skilled. I have seen the trophies and couple of the advents myself, but the question is why? Knowing Eric that he wouldn’t hurt a fly unless the person is trying to kill him; he has signed a contract that he would only use his skills to defend himself. He has never started a fight, but either walks way giving the person a fair warning, but bullies like you and his father never seem to listen.

“In fact, I will prove to you and his father and this court that this wasn’t how it went down.  Your honor, I wish to recall this man Paul Cranny after we get Eric’s Eli’s story… I have also been given a tape of what really happened; in case Paul Cranny tried to blame these boys knowing that Paul has in the past demand them to give him sexual favors.”

Paul gasped. “No, you don’t your just stalling.” The Judge nodded that he too would like to hear our side of the story.

My father whispered over to his lawyer. “Here we go this will put another nail in their coffin.”

I took my place on the stand swearing me in and began with, a half-truth, I said. “The moment my mother and his wife Jennie, as well as our wives, went groceries shopping before we went home to my mother's house. Paul orders me and Eli to take off our clothes, we refused at first, wanting to know why. He said we were told to make our self comfortable, reminding me and Eli we were nudists.

“We refused; telling the boys to go downstairs and pack while ran us all a bath as instructed by their mother since they were coming home with us, she and Paul could have some alone time together not having to worry about her kids It was nothing we hadn’t done million times. So we went downstairs and helped his boys pack and put on a bathrobe so we could wash our clothes, since we hadn’t a chance do so, and his wife told us we could so we wouldn’t use up my father’s utilities.

“We were had just put our clothes into the washer and were about to go up the stairs to bathe the boys When Paul surprised us entering the room completely naked. He grew angry because we hadn’t done what he asked, so to avoid a fight Eli and I tried to a walkway. But Paul grabbed me putting me into a choke hold as I struggled to get free he tightened cutting off my air supply. He ordered Eli to take off his robe and mine or he’d kill me.

Being naked was nothing new to us, I had been raised as a nudist in the Rothwell home, and I had sworn to protect myself if my life was in danger. I didn’t think Paul would kill me after getting what he wanted and that was seeing us all naked so I didn’t struggle.

“Yet Paul wasn’t satisfied as he dragged me over to the bed as I was choking in his arms. Eli and I always kept a switchblade handy. Paul didn’t know that, as he forced me on the bed and tied me up using the belt of our robes and forced me onto my stomach bending over the bed placing himself inside me as he rapped me. Telling me how good I felt and how he had sex many times with my foster brothers Shawn and Arthur and really liked as much as they did. I wasn’t in any pain because I had been rapped before by Gloria west using a fake penis. I have a tape and testimony from it, showing her doing it too me; Paul had learned that from my mother.

“Anyway he had forgotten all about Eli as he quickly made Paul pull his penis out of me and back away allowing me to run and I did so, and ran upstairs and picked up the phone and called Tony and his men like I was told to do if I was  in danger and let them handled it. Once I told them what had happened he came to mine and Eli’s rescue bring in two strong men that could handle Paul. They went downstairs finding Eli being rapped just like I had been, which surprised us all. Paul was made to stop as Tony and his men were able to free Eli, and they told us to go upstairs and get cleaned up.

“I didn’t know what they did, other then when Paul came up he looked like he had been in a prize fight. So you see everything Paul said was a lie, he was forced to tell my mother and his wife. but they didn’t think it was such a big deal because it wasn’t the first time Eli or I had been rapped; Yet when I talked to his boys while we bathed them, they had said that their Dad had rapped them many times as well as their friends.

“I mentioned to his wife, but she didn’t believe me, but we have proof of it, which is connected to ongoing classified case; if we are not allowed to talk about it in open court, do too the fact our lives could be in danger.”

Paul Yelled. “He’s lying they do not have any proof and there is no pending classified case. These boys are rapist and killers.” The Judge banged on his gavel telling him to shut up and sit down he had his chance to tell his side now it was ours until they call him to the stand prove that we are lying.

My lawyer said. “May I play the tape your honor that will show you that Eric is telling the truth regarding him being raped and the boys being accused of beating up Paul Cranny?” He nodded, and bailiff turned on the tape. The moment it played showing Paul naked and Paul telling the Tony and the boys everything he had done, at knife-point as they beat him up for rapping us.

Paul knew he was screwed. His testimony went down in flames. The judged asked if Eli and I were pressing charges. I said, “yes, but not until the other case is no longer pending.” I looked over at my father and he didn’t look too happy watching his well-laid plan was going down in flames. Grandma's face showed she was pissed and it also said we were going to have a nice long talk. Yet she knew about Gloria, and so far I didn’t mention anything about the satanic church, and what I was required to do. I felt my worst nightmare was about to become real in her eyes.