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they were led in front of the judge. Standing before the judge with their lawyers standing beside them, the girls were trembling as they waited for the judge to finish reading the dockets. Finally he addressed them.
“Have you all been advised of your rights?”
The girls nodded. “Yes, sir.”
“You have been charged with section 125.25-Murder in the second degree.”
None of the girls could believe what they were hearing. Their knees suddenly became weak, and a shriek from their parents resonated from behind them, filling the air. Lynn lost the battle and collapsed to the floor. She had to be lifted back to her feet by her attorney.
Pandemonium ensued in the background as their parents lost control and tearfully voiced their displeasure. The judge called for order. Three court officers approached the offending parties and warned them that they faced expulsion if they didn’t settle down.
When the room finally settled to his satisfaction, the judge turned his attention back toward the girls and continued. “Will each defendant state your name and enter your plea?”
In order, each girl stated their name and pleaded not guilty. “Ok,” stated the judge, “in the matter of bail, Mr. Rickman, does the State have an opinion on bail?”
Mr. Rickman, a short, thin man with horn rimmed glasses, quickly responded, “Yes, your Honor, the State of New York request that bail be set at fifty thousand dollars each in light of the severity of the crime.”
There was another brief outburst from the seats behind them where their parents sat, but it quickly waned.
Jessica’s lawyer hurriedly stepped forward and made his rebuttal. “Your Honor, my name is Donovan Butler, from the law firm of Garret, Holden, and Butler, located at 189 Greenwich Street, representing Jessica Jones.”
Vonda, Lynn, and Tiny’s lawyer followed suit and entered his name for the record also.
Mr. Donovan continued. “Your Honor, my client comes from a stable home, and her mother and father are in the courtroom with her today.” He turned and pointed them out to the judge before continuing. “My client has just graduated from a Catholic high school and received a partial scholarship to go to a prestigious college in Atlanta this fall. Her parents own their own property right here in the city, and both have been stable, productive city and government employees for over twenty years each. The fact that all the defendants, at the time of the incident, waited for the proper authority to arrive shows their character and innocence, I may add. I request that Miss Jones be released on her own recognizance.”
Vonda, Lynn, and Tiny’s attorney basically repeated the same thing and also requested that the girls be released on recognizance.
The judge stared sullenly at the four young girls, then at the weary eyed parents behind them. “Bail is set at five thousand dollars each.”
Chapter 7
S ince the bond was only five thousand dollars, the girls’ parents only had to post five hundred dollars, which was ten percent of the bail. One hour later, all the girls were released.
Both lawyers told them that if everything checked out, the case probably wouldn’t make it past the grand jury. Lynn asked what the grand jury was.
Attorney Williams explained it. “It’s a body of elected jurors who are presented the information on the case and given facts. They then weigh whether or there is enough body of evidence to seek prosecution. In this case, it shows that the other parties were the aggressors, and that you were only defending yourselves at the time of Denise’s death. If you’ve told us everything, there’s an excellent chance of the charges being dropped and thrown out.”
They were given their date to show up back to court, and the lawyers promised to stay in touch and that they could be reached by phone if they had any more questions.
By the time Jessica and her family got home that night, they were exhausted. Jessica never realized
“Have you all been advised of your rights?”
The girls nodded. “Yes, sir.”
“You have been charged with section 125.25-Murder in the second degree.”
None of the girls could believe what they were hearing. Their knees suddenly became weak, and a shriek from their parents resonated from behind them, filling the air. Lynn lost the battle and collapsed to the floor. She had to be lifted back to her feet by her attorney.
Pandemonium ensued in the background as their parents lost control and tearfully voiced their displeasure. The judge called for order. Three court officers approached the offending parties and warned them that they faced expulsion if they didn’t settle down.
When the room finally settled to his satisfaction, the judge turned his attention back toward the girls and continued. “Will each defendant state your name and enter your plea?”
In order, each girl stated their name and pleaded not guilty. “Ok,” stated the judge, “in the matter of bail, Mr. Rickman, does the State have an opinion on bail?”
Mr. Rickman, a short, thin man with horn rimmed glasses, quickly responded, “Yes, your Honor, the State of New York request that bail be set at fifty thousand dollars each in light of the severity of the crime.”
There was another brief outburst from the seats behind them where their parents sat, but it quickly waned.
Jessica’s lawyer hurriedly stepped forward and made his rebuttal. “Your Honor, my name is Donovan Butler, from the law firm of Garret, Holden, and Butler, located at 189 Greenwich Street, representing Jessica Jones.”
Vonda, Lynn, and Tiny’s lawyer followed suit and entered his name for the record also.
Mr. Donovan continued. “Your Honor, my client comes from a stable home, and her mother and father are in the courtroom with her today.” He turned and pointed them out to the judge before continuing. “My client has just graduated from a Catholic high school and received a partial scholarship to go to a prestigious college in Atlanta this fall. Her parents own their own property right here in the city, and both have been stable, productive city and government employees for over twenty years each. The fact that all the defendants, at the time of the incident, waited for the proper authority to arrive shows their character and innocence, I may add. I request that Miss Jones be released on her own recognizance.”
Vonda, Lynn, and Tiny’s attorney basically repeated the same thing and also requested that the girls be released on recognizance.
The judge stared sullenly at the four young girls, then at the weary eyed parents behind them. “Bail is set at five thousand dollars each.”
Chapter 7
S ince the bond was only five thousand dollars, the girls’ parents only had to post five hundred dollars, which was ten percent of the bail. One hour later, all the girls were released.
Both lawyers told them that if everything checked out, the case probably wouldn’t make it past the grand jury. Lynn asked what the grand jury was.
Attorney Williams explained it. “It’s a body of elected jurors who are presented the information on the case and given facts. They then weigh whether or there is enough body of evidence to seek prosecution. In this case, it shows that the other parties were the aggressors, and that you were only defending yourselves at the time of Denise’s death. If you’ve told us everything, there’s an excellent chance of the charges being dropped and thrown out.”
They were given their date to show up back to court, and the lawyers promised to stay in touch and that they could be reached by phone if they had any more questions.
By the time Jessica and her family got home that night, they were exhausted. Jessica never realized
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