The Prosecutor Kuwait The launguage of silence

Contents of the Book “The Prosecutor Kuwait”

Prologue

If you’re reading this – you’re still alive…

p. 3

Part I. The Return

(Family, Home, Inner Voice)

Chapter 1. Is He No Longer a Prosecutor?

p. 7

Chapter 2. A Home That Smells of Mint and Lamb

p. 12

Chapter 3. Belly Dancing and the Philosophy of Happiness

p. 18

Chapter 4. Where Does Vacation End?

p. 24

Chapter 5. The Puppy That Needed Praise

p. 30

Part II. First Blood

Chapter 6. Vegas. A City of Masks and Bullets?

p. 37

Chapter 7. Bullets Sign the Truth with Scars

p. 44

Chapter 8. The Trunk Where Truth Hides

p. 52

Chapter 9. The Courtroom Where Bullets Turn into Words

p. 58

Chapter 10. The Killer Missing from the Records

p. 65

Chapter 11. The Silence Paid in Gold

p. 71

Part III. A Street with No Name

Chapter 12. Where Does the New Street Begin?

p. 78

Chapter 13. The Bus That Doesn’t Take You Home

p. 84

Chapter 14. A Line That Doesn’t Exist on the Map

p. 90

Chapter 15. A Warehouse That No Longer Smells Like Childhood

p. 96

Chapter 16. The Dossier on Those Who Buy Children

p. 104

Chapter 17. The Day of Wisdom

p. 111

Part IV. A Case with a Name

Chapter 18. Fragile Truth

p. 118

Chapter 19. Sara – The Girl Who Didn’t Disappear

p. 126

Chapter 20. Children Draw When They’re Heard

p. 134

Chapter 21. Chapter 44: Those Who Stood Nearby

p. 143

Part V. A Letter from the Dark

Chapter 22. A Finale That Doesn’t Exist

p. 152

(The Robbery as a Performance, the Tunnel Case)

Chapter 23. A Voice from Below

p. 161

(A Letter from the Offender, the Closing of the Case)

Chapter 24. Those Who Knew – and Stayed Silent

p. 168

(The Trial of Accomplices and the Inactive)

Part VI. Light Beneath the Skin

Chapter 25. The End of Book One

p. 176

(Kuwait Grills Meat, Family, Jokes, and Quiet)

Epilogue

A Name, Not a Number

p. 182

Appendices (Optional):

Glossary of Terms and Context

Acknowledgments

Notes and Sources

pp. 190–200

Prologue

If you’re reading this – you’re still alive.

Which means you still have a chance to hear.

My name is Kuwait Alim.

I’m a prosecutor.

I’m not a hero. I’m not a messiah. I’m just a man who has seen too much—

and once chose not to look away.

This is not a book about laws.

It’s a book about silence—

the kind that kills.

About documents that hide tears behind their pages.

About children no one was waiting for.

About adults who find comfort in not knowing.