Reuben Williams

Yeah.

And so as I'm walking to the magistrate's court and it's a very grim building that you see on the news and I've just read this letter trying to pump myself up and they call me up to the courtroom and call me in.

You walk through the door and my perpetrator is sitting there on this bench and you have to walk behind him to get up to the witness stand.

I can literally reach out and touch him if I wanted to.

So I walked down like the back of the row of chairs, staring at the back of his head and make my way up to the witness stand, like with my, my blood pumping.

And I get up there and the, and the, uh, and the, the judge asked me like, can you please state your name?

And I'm like full of rage at this point.

I basically like blurt out Ruben Williams.

And I was like, okay, calm down a bit.

But then, like, I look up and at the other end of the courtroom is him sitting directly in my eye line.

And for the first time in four and a bit years, our eyes met.

And as soon as they did, his head went straight back to the ground, stayed there for the next two hours.

And I thought, you touched the wrong dick on the way out.

My God.

Yeah, which I really wanted to say as we walked past, but I kept it to myself.

Good strategy.

Exactly, yeah.

But anyway, so like a month later, we get the guilty verdict comes out, and I'm like, sweet, this is done.

I can relax.

How long did that take?