Olive Specter's Trial

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Olive Specter didn't need to hear how the jury had voted. Her case had been decided from the start. There was little evidence tying her to the murders, which is why the investigation had taken so long, and almost been filed away as an unsolved crime. But the people of Strangetown, and everywhere in Belladonna Cove for that matter, had always suspected she was guilty; why else would there be so many tombstones in her garden? So they'd leaped at the chance to convict her when some additional investigation brought up new evidence against her.

When Olive learned she was going to trial she hadn't cared enough to ask what this evidence was. She'd stopped caring if anyone thought she was guilty along time ago as well. Everyone whose opinion had mattered to Olive were dead now.

Well, except for her son. The boy who'd been taken away from her as a toddler, when the police first started investigating Olive's garden. It had taken over twenty years before she was allowed to see him again, only to be convicted of serial murder and sentenced to life in prison with no chance of parole. There were people who thought it was too lenient a sentence, that Olive should be executed so she couldn't never kill again. Olive knew it didn't matter; she was an old woman, and wouldn't live much longer anyway. The people would get what they wanted; they'd never see Olive Specter again.