Disclaimer: I do not own Ace Attorney
Prologue
Date: 1st May 2019, 23:00
Location: Expert Forensics Officer's Office, London
It was all dark in the Forensics office, the only light coming in from the windows on the back wall, from the streets of London. A women with black hair walked into the office carrying a box of paperwork. She was wearing black rimmed glasses, covering the black circles under her eyes. Her defense attorney's badge and prosecutor's badge, pinned on to each side of the collar of her leather jacket, glinted in the light along with her police badge and gun holster on her waist. Her black jeggings were tucked into her black combat boots.
She put the box down on her desk before circling round and sitting down in her chair. She sighed and put her feet up on her desk. The women closed her eyes and thought about her day. It started with an unusual homicide which ended in taking down a gang operation. She has been up for nearly 24 hours examining evidence and presenting it in court. She smiles as she thinks of the opportunity she was given by the European Bar association. To travel around Europe, to different Law schools, holding mock trials to teach law students how to present evidence, and use the evidence to build up a theory of what happened. Introducing the Jurist System back into Europe… She thought. The women smiled and shook her head.
"I have weeks until Liam and I will leave for that. I have about 2 hours' worth of paperwork and filing to do." She muttered to herself. The women sighed once again, stretched her neck and started taking out the paperwork from the box she had brought with her. That was when she noticed the light flashing on her desk phone. The women pressed play on her phone, took her feet of her desk and started on the paperwork she had stacked up.
You have one new message. Message 1:
"…"
"Hey Emma… It's me, Nicki… I… Ummmm… *sigh* You know what, I'm just going to tell you straight, I got disbarred…"
The pen from the women's hand dropped with a clatter on to her desk, her full attention on the message.
"I was found presenting forged evidence in court. I mean, I didn't forge the evidence but… *sigh* I screwed up… I'm… I'm sorry Emma… I've got to go…"
End of message. You have no more messages.
The women, Emma, sat back in her chair, with a blank look on her face. She sat there for several minutes before jumping up and waking up her computer. After a few clicks she pulled out her mobile phone and typed a number from the screen into it. She stood up and walked over to stand near the window wall, overlooking the night of London.
"Hello, this is British Airways booking line. How can I help you?"
"Hello, I would like to book a one-way ticket to Los Angeles, California please."
"Of course mam, when would you like this flight to be?"
"The next possible flight out if possible please."
"Okay the next available flight is in 3 hours. Could I have your name please?"
Emma looked across the London skyline, with a smirk on her face. She flicked her fringe from across her left eye and took her glasses off.
"Wright. Emma Wright…"
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