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Wanted Here – Ch.44 | KT OLLA

SO now Carl settled down, and his gentle wife responded.

“I know this too. I know our plans are not working. It’s been like dragging a sack of rocks on a rocky ground. It’s been very hectic!”

There was a moment of quiet. June swallowed a small sigh, then she moved on.

“Still, after a while we found your bike, and then we found you. You are our last glimmer of hope. So we wanted to do all we can.

Marcuz knew right then that he’d got the Martinez. He was sure he’d got the woman, at the very least.

If talking to him was their only choice, then they wouldn’t be able to avoid hearing him out.

So then, he turned to their lawyer. Yet he saw that the man was quite indifferent.

Peter wasn’t so interested in Marcuz’s talk. He just wanted to find some better evidence for his case. And Marcuz realized this.

Even so, the dude decided to carry the lawyer along. Hoping that he would lend his ears in time.

Therefore he spoke, addressing the lawyer.

“Mr. Pedro, you said in an interview some time ago, that it was June Simeon who inspired you to dream big and become a lawyer.”

“Yes, she was. And that’s why this case is personal!”

“So why do you think you aren’t making any progress? It’s been two years. And you seemed to have tons of evidence when it began.

“What happened with them now?”

Pedro stammered. “Well, you... you know, legal procedures—”

“Sirs and ma’am,” interposed the young chemist. “I know you know that your case is slipping away!

“And that’s simply because you have been throwing punches at your opponent’s shadow this whole time.”

“What do you mean?” blurted Carl. “Cannon is the enemy here, and we have them dragged to court already!”

Marcuz had an answer. “No, the enemy isn’t Cannon. Rather it is the powers backing them!”

“What do you mean by the powers?” asked Carl.

Marcuz didn’t answer straight up. He went on to explain.

“We have been logical all the while; now look at this:

“No one thought Mrs. Martinez how to experiment or work around the lab since she was young.

“The lab was her playground. And the whole world watched her turn out big projects from there.

“So going by that, should anyone be able to talk her out of doing lab work?

“If she was made to stop work at gunpoint, wouldn’t that be understandable? But that didn’t happen.

“Some old folks told her some things, and she couldn’t be her anymore. Isn’t that unbelievable?”

“So are you unbelieving it now?” It was Peter Pedro cutting in.

“No, I am unbelieving it was that simple,” replied Marcuz.

Then he explained. “I’m saying to demoralize a people and weaken their mental strength, ordinary words will not do.

“It will take the help of chemical inducement, physical coercion, or psychological and emotional abuse.

“In fact, it might take something more than all those to affect a person’s mind frame!”

June breathed a sigh at this point.

“That is why slaves rebel!” continued Marcuz. “Words alone are not enough to repress people and murder their sense of self.

“It definitely takes something more!”

Peter leaned back in his seat as he wasn’t curious anymore. But those last words had sent the Martinez couple wanting more.

In that moment, Carl leaned forward in his seat, and asked the question.

“What is that something more?”

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