"Where is he? Where is he?"
Gumshoe struggled to keep up with with Edgeworth, who sprinted down the wet rainy Los Angeles street at full speed. They had gotten the horrible news just seconds ago over the police radio in Gumshoe's car.
Edgeworth skidded to a halt, finally seeing his quarry. He had long since left Gumshoe behind, and stood there, getting soaked in the pouring rain. He looked upon the sprawling tangled wreckage with wide eyes. How could this have happened? Suddenly, the rain cut out, and Edgeworth was aware that Gumshoe had caught up to him, holding his knee and panting loudly.
".. you shouldn't have run so fast, I couldn't keep up! Now you're soaked.." Edgeworth grabbed Gumshoe's umbrella holding arm, and and Gumshoe stood. He finally saw the wreckage of the cars. He could smell the blood in the air, and it made him grow pale. Edgeworth's hand fell from Gumshoe's arm.
"I can use my ID and get us in the police circle , don't worry."
He whispered with in a small hopeful voice. Edgeworth took a deep breath, and quickly walked through police lines. Gumshoe followed, showing his badge to those that would stop them. Edgeworth found what he was looking for, and gasped involuntarily. Phoenix's body was mangled from the car crash, looking bloody and destroyed. His arm was broken and bleeding freely, while emergency paramedics rushed to bind it up in order to get him to the hospital. Behind him, Edgeworth noticed Phoenix's two friends, Maya and Pearl Fay, who were in similar situations, battered and bruised. He spun on the spot, and noticed the driver of the other car. He was unscathed, barely a scratch on him. Gumshoe handed Edgeworth the umbrella.
"Stay here , I'll go and see what the police are saying about this."
Edgeworth stood still, umbrella slowly slipping out of his grasp. He grew aware that he was probably in the way, but he didn't move, only continued to stare down at Phoenix's body. His arm grew tired, and fell to his side, taking the umbrella with it. Gumshoe returned, quiet and light on his feet.
"According to the police, the driver had a 1.8 blood alcohol level at the time of the crash."
Edgeworth looked up at the pouring rain without making a sound, his fist tightening around the umbrellas handle that still rested in his hand. Gumshoe looked away, as he was far too sure that Miles Edgeworth was crying.