My name is Adrian, I've come to visit my great-widowed-aunt Marian.
OH NO! Aunt Marian!
Hey you! Put your hands up! Your under arrest!
Why won't anyone help me.
Adrian's great aunt Marian contacted him to discuss the inheritance on his great uncle's will. Little did he know he would soon be discussing hers aswell.
They Searched and They Seizured
You killed her to have all the money in the will to go to you. Mr. Montgomery's only living relative.
After finding his aunt Marian dead, Adrian was given no time to grieve as he was hauled down town.
The Highest Fine
I didn't do it!
Once ariving to the precinct, Adrian was handcuffed to a chair and put in a room, alone. The policeman didn't bother mirandising him and did not let him have a phonecall to his lawyer or family/friend who could help.
Who is this guy?
I am your judge.
"Mr. Adrian, we have searched through your home and found a letter sent to you by Mrs. Montgomery about her husband's will. We now have it in evidence and it's just what we need to show you had motive.
"Doesn't matter how much money was in that will, none of it would be enough for the bail that I have in store for you." The policeman said with his sly grin. Adrian continued fightinf forhis rights, only to be ignored.
As Adrian waited to receive his time of court, he never suspected his night could get any worse. Of course, he was wrong, he didn't realize so many of his rights were being violated tonight. Especially just after stumbling upon his dead Aunt Marian.
Wait where's the court, and the judge, and the jury.