Mrs. Aarvi Aaron Rivas

The large courtroom was filled. On either side of the door was the viewer gallery filled with rows of benches. The witnesses and the required speakers were sitting with the assisting legal team. Further inside, the section was divided by railings.

To the right, Nikun, Aarvi, and Aaron were sitting from the plaintiff's side. On the other side was the defendant, James, his assistant, and Leon were sitting. Further inside, there was a witness stand in the center, to the right, there was an empty jury panel, to the left, the cops were standing on guard.

Further inside, there were two tables for a clerk and court reporters and at an upper level, there was a wooden bench for the judge. 

Everyone stood up when a man with a head full of grey silvery hair entered the inside through the door close to the bench. Every wrinkle on his face seemed to be speaking of his experience rather than the age.