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it’s his fault. You know. I was saying it is okay. The truth is the truth. I would have done a better job.’”
    Valentino jumped up.
    “Lies, all lies. Vicious-”
    “Mr. Miller. Get a hold of yourself. What's wrong with you,” said the judge wrapping his gavel until it flew out of his hand.
    The prosecutor, who kept on his feet, smirked.
    “My Dark Lord-”
    “Sit down Mr. Miller,” interrupted the judge. “Sit down.” Valentino took his seat.
    The junior attorney sitting next to Valentino leaned over and whispered in his ear.
    “Mr. Miller. You're not supposed to do that.”
    “Trial tactics, my boy, trial tactics. You have to throw them off at all costs whether you're right or wrong. Remember what you learned in first year at Transylvania School of Law, It’s better to be loud and wrong rather than soft and right,” whispered Valentino. “Watch this.”
    The prosecutor continued.
    “As I was saying my Dark Lord, The Kingdom of Darkness is objecting to bail-”
    “On what basis,” interrupted Valentino without bothering to stand.
    “Mr. Miller. I'm warning you. One more outburst from you and you will spend the night with your client. Is that clear?”
    Valentino stood up. “It is clear my Dark Lord,” said Valentino. “I apologize to the court.”
    Victor managed a slight smile. He had never seen an attorney fight so hard.
    The prosecutor smiled as well but his smile was the sheer joy of watching Justice Morbid bludgeon Mr. Miller in court.
    “My Dark Lord, based upon the Vampiric Code Annotated Section 10.2 (a), we are objecting to bail based upon the belief that the accused is a flight risk,” said the prosecutor.
    Valentino shot a puzzled and annoyed expression at the prosecutor but Valentino dared not make a sound.
    “Furthermore,” continued the prosecutor. “Based upon the strength of the allegations in that we have credible evidence from an informant who overheard the said conversation at Villagio's restaurant, and the fact that the accused resisted arrest-”
    “I did not, Sir. I did not,” said Victor from the dock. Valentino stretched his hand behind him at Victor to motion for him to be quiet.
    “Mr. Saul,” said the judge. “I am going to assume that this is your first time before the judiciary. Therefore, understand that you do not speak in this courtroom on your own behalf because you have an attorney. Now, your attorney has been temporarily silenced until it is his time to speak. Therefore I expect not another word from you unless I ask you to speak. Understood?”
    “Yes sir. I apologize,” said Victor.
    “As I was saying, My Dark Lord. The accused resisted arrest at the restaurant. Therefore we believe that if he is admitted to bail he will fail to surrender to this court,” said the prosecutor. The prosecutor sat down.
    “All right,” said the judge now looking at Valentino.
    Valentino took his cue and popped up from the bench. The theatrical performance began as Valentino buttoned his black jacket, folded his hands in front of his chest and rested his jaw on his right hand. Those who knew Valentino knew it was his signal for war.
    “My Dark Lord, pursuant to the Vampiric Constitution, the accused enjoys not only the presumption of innocence but also the absolute, unequivocal, sacrosanct and unfettered right to bail,” began Valentino.
    “Mr. Miller,” interrupted the judge. “I have this unsettling feeling we will be here for another two hours. I am familiar with the Vampiric Constitution. Hurry it along.”
    “Yes, my Dark Lord,” said Valentino. He continued.
    “The right to bail is the normative position from which my Dark Lord ought to start in his analysis of the determination whether to grant bail or not. We believe-”
    A loud thud interrupted Valentino. All eyes darted to the direction of the dock where Victor fell flat on his back convulsing at the mouth. His body shook violently. The bailiff and several police officers ran to the dock to