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Cameron Maselli 2-6-09 Earth “Will the defendant please step forward? Justice Wargrave, you have been found guilty of killing nine people on Indian Island. What do you have to say to defend yourself?” “I had a perfectly good reason to do so your honor,” replied Wargrave in an innocent voice. Justice Wargrave now knows he has to think on his toes. “What to say, what to say. What is the reason to do so?” he thinks in his head. He knows whatever he says will sound convincing because Justice has persuaded juries to change their minds many times before.  “They were all criminals sir,” he thinks up. “You don’t understand. There was a gramophone recording that even said who they killed.” “Oh, now is that right? Do you have this record?” forced the judge. “Well, no.” “Then you have nothing.” “But wait! I wrote down who they all killed,” Wargrave says, “here they are.” Reading it she says, “Mhm, Mhm, Lombard…..Blore….mhm. Well, I could see why you would want to kill them, but that is no way of handling it. That doesn’t give you a right to kill them. Besides we could have taken matters into our own hands. Like a life sentence of jail time.  The judge had caught him. He needed to say something else that would really convince her.  “Did you know that Tony Marston didn’t even care? All he was mad at was getting his license taken away.” “Most criminals don’t care,” the judge told Wargrave.  Maselli - 2 “Well, did you know that Vera Claythorne let the little boy, Cyril Hamilton, swim out to the rock even though she new he couldn’t?” bragged Justice.  With that line he thought he had it.  “One, she couldn’t have known that. And two if she did know, why would she let him swim out?” replied the judge.  “Darn!” he thought to himself. Now he really didn’t know what to say.  “Everyone lied about killing someone, made up a story and didn’t care that they killed tem. I’m a judge myself and if I had this case I wouldn’t mind that they killed someone.”  “Well you’re not the judge!” the judge yelled.  “You know Dr. Armstrong, right your honor?” “Yes.” “He preformed surgery drunk, drunk I say. That is how he killed Louisa Mary Clees. Now if you think that is right you will never agree with me,” forced Justice Wargrave. “I guess your right. That is terrible! He should have gotten his doctor license taken away. Now I could see why you would kill them. They were all such horrible people!” “Thank you,” grinned Wargrave.  “And now I find Justice Wargrave……NOT GUILTY!” <span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif';"> //“I’ve gotten away with it again. No harm to foul. I will keep killing people and making up fake stories and no one will every get me. No one will ever get catch me……..”// <span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif';"> <span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif';">Christie, Agatha. __And Then There Were None__. St. Martin’s Press. New York, 1939.