Rex, the loyal German shepherd, pulled away from Alex’s embrace and started barking frantically. The courtroom tensed, the unexpected interruption shattering the solemn atmosphere. Rex’s barks were not of aggression but of urgency, as if trying to communicate something of great importance. The people in the courtroom exchanged puzzled glances, unsure of what was unfolding before them.
The judge, already uneasy about allowing this unusual request, peered over his glasses at the commotion. “What’s going on, Mr. Miller?” he asked with a hint of impatience. But Alex appeared as mystified as everyone else, wiping the tears from his eyes, trying to calm his beloved dog.
Suddenly, Rex ran towards the prosecution table, his nose working furiously as he sniffed around. He paused in front of the lead prosecutor’s briefcase and began to bark again with increased intensity. The prosecutor, startled, stepped back, his face a mask of bewilderment and concern. The room was abuzz with whispers, the tension growing thicker with each passing second.