Convicted police officer asked to see his dog one last time, but when the shepherd entered the courtroom, something unexpected happened

Convicted police officer asked to see his dog one last time, but when the shepherd entered the courtroom, something unexpected happened

The courtroom was silent. Not a single rustle disturbed the silence, only the booming voice of the judge reading the verdict could be heard.

— Former police officer Alex Miller pleads guilty to bribery and abuse of office… Do you have something to say, officer?

Alex stood with his head down, his fists clenched so hard his knuckles were white. He didn’t listen to the verdict – every word was destroying him.

“Please,” he croaked. “Let me say goodbye to Rex. He’s… he’s all I have left. I have no family.”

There was a murmur in the courtroom. The judge frowned and glanced at the prosecutor. He hesitated, then nodded. A minute later, the door opened slightly, and Rex , a German shepherd with more human eyes than most people, walked in. He walked with confidence, as if he knew this was no ordinary day.

Alex fell to his knees, arms outstretched. Rex rushed towards him, whining loudly. The man hugged the dog, pressing his forehead to his.

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– I’m sorry, Rex… I’m sorry I let you down… I’m sorry I couldn’t prove I was right…

Tears rolled down his cheeks. Rex growled softly, as if in protest, and suddenly – broke free from his arms.

And then something very unexpected happened Continued in the first comment

“Rex?..” Alex muttered in surprise.

 

The dog, without turning around, suddenly lunged forward – straight at another policeman standing by the wall. It was Alex’s former partner – Oliver. The one who had testified against him. The one who had seemed calm… until this second.

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Rex stopped in front of him and growled. Long. Menacing. The room held its breath.

“What does this mean?” the judge muttered.

Oliver took a step back. Rex stepped forward. Then the dog jumped up on his hind legs and poked his muzzle into the officer’s breast pocket. Oliver winced.

“Get him out!” he shouted, but it was too late.

The security officer rushed forward, but the prosecutor stopped him with a gesture. One of the bailiffs came closer, opened his pocket – and took out a flash drive .

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