Chapter 2

3.20pm: A teenage girl in matching royal blue cloak and top hat was taking her usual short cut back to her fathers agency when a car pulled up beside her.

"Excuse me miss?" a voice called out.

Trucy glanced over at the driver who was holding a map and looking rather lost. "I'm looking for the Wright anything agency, would you happen to know where that is?" The driver asked.

Trucy went over to the map he was holding. "Yeah that's dads office!"

The driver surreptitiously looked into the rear view mirror and in a flash the back-seat door flew open, as did the boot of the car. A passenger from the back seat grabbed Trucy, put a hand over her mouth and bundled her into the boot. The passenger looked round to see if anyone had witnessed what had happened, the street seemed deserted, he headed back to his seat in the back as the car drove off at a steady pace, paying no heed to the thumps and yells coming from the cars trunk.

Taking the motorway the car reached it's destination , an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city.

"Tie the girl up to one of the pillars, I've got a phone call to make" The driver had instructed his accomplice.

The accomplice did as he was told and the driver had walked over during the call to prove they had Phoenix's adoptive daughter.

He noted that her look was one of defiance however the tears suggested that it was just a front.

The driver snapped the old style flip phone he had used shut and stated "Now we wait."

About 15 minutes later a woman appeared at the warehouse.

"You have the girl?" She asked the driver.

He nodded "I have phoned Wright and given him the demands"

The woman had a callous smile on her face as she responded. "Good, just keep an eye on her, remember our research revealed she's a magician, so make sure there's no Houdini acts."

"Joe is standing guard as we speak" he told her as he lit a cigarette.

"Well Karl, you seem to have everything under control, so I will take my leave, inform me when that accursed defence attorney is ready with that evidence.

"I will, I take it you will return at that point?"

"I think it's only fair for us all to go deliver the evidence to send Blake down"

With that she walked back to her car and drove off into the distance.

Karl sighed with a plume of smoke, stubbed out the cigarette and made his way back in worried about his sisters plan. It was ok for her but the girl had seen him and his brother Joe, what would become of them? Could they scare her enough not to talk or would they have to do something more drastic.

Miles Edgeworth parked his red sports car beside the next church on his list, if the bells had been feint like Phoenix had said then it'd be a building nearby.

Scanning the area there were very few leads although this was the most likely candidate time frame wise, walking around to the other side of the church at the roadside there was a dirt track with tyre marks leading to a dilapidated building, possibly a factory or warehouse he surmised.

It was pretty much on it's own, not part of any industrial estate.

As to not be noticed as he approached the building, he followed a large 6ft corrugated iron fence that went round the property, he glanced over where the fence had bent back and saw a black car parked outside.

Doing a perimeter sweep and managed to find a way through with minimal chance of being noticed.

Peering through one of the half boarded, dust laden windows he could just make out Trucy across the warehouse, bound to one of the central columns.

He walked briskly back to the other side of the fence where he wouldn't be overheard and took out his phone.

Dialling Phoenix's number it rang out several times before he picked up. "Hello? Edgeworth that you?" he asked hurriedly.

"Wright I've found her..." he started.

Before he had a chance to tell the defence attorney where he'd found her everything went dark.

The driver Karl had seen his shadow cross the window, followed him silently outside and knocked him out when he found out what the prosecutor was up to.

Edgeworth crumpled to the ground mobile phone still in hand. Karl picked it up, and grabbed the voice modulator from his pocket.

"Edgeworth? You still there? What happened? Where's Trucy?"

" I caught you friend sniffing round where he shouldn't be, assume him a hostage too, you now have just 24hrs, I suggest you get searching for that evidence.

With that he hung up and half carried/half dragged Miles Edgeworth inside the warehouse.

Well thats it for another chapter folks, as always please review if you can and hope you're enjoying the story – W.A.A.