"Mr. Nelson," said the detective, "I'm sure I don't have to tell you how serious this is. We've already indicted your partner on charges of perjury, fraud, conspiracy to commit murder and evidence tampering. And I have no doubt that he will be convicted. That's 10-15 years in federal prison." The harsh fluorescence that lit the interrogation room buzzed loudly, grating on Foggy's nerves as the detective and other police officer and prosecutor in the room stared him down.

"As a lawyer, I'm familiar with the charges against my partner, Detective Docherty," Foggy said.

"Former lawyer," the detective interrupted.

Foggy gritted his teeth and held back from saying something that would only get him into more trouble. "If you think that I'm going to help you to put Matt away you're out of your mind!"

"That's what we thought you would say," the detective said. "Because you're Nelson and Murdock, right? I'm sure in the eyes of a jury it will be pretty obvious that your partnership didn't just extend to your practice. They won't be very sympathetic to two lawyers who defended murderers and criminals who are now being set free due to their own arrogance and desire to see vigilante justice take precedence over the law."

"I was never Daredevil," said Foggy. "That was Matt's choice, not mine."

"Maybe you didn't put on a red suit and play vigilante like your partner," said the detective, "but you aided and abetted, Mr. Nelson. You stood by while he took his cases and your own into his own hands, while he intimidated witnesses, made evidence inadmissible, perjured himself and misrepresented his own involvement in criminal investigations at every possible opportunity. You're responsible for that, Mr. Nelson. And if you won't help me, I intend to make you pay for it."

"Detective," interrupted the petite woman sitting next to Foggy, his lawyer. "We have been cooperating with you as best as we can, but unless you intend to actually charge my client with a crime, get to the point."

The detective threw a folder onto the table. "This is my point."

Foggy took it hesitantly and opened it, his heart sinking at the photo inside. It was a photo of he and Matt in the Daredevil suit standing over the body of one of their former clients, Nicholas Cappoletto. The client who had been murdered after Daredevil had interrogated his boss about criminal activity related to their union corruption case and accidentally exposed him identity as a whistleblower. Foggy picked the photo up and began rifling through the other contents in the folder. His signatures on key documents in Matt's fraud case. A cassette tape labelled "Nelson-Marquez 06/02/16". A transcript of text messages between he and Matt pulled from Matt's cell phone that clearly implicated him in Matt's activities as Daredevil. He started to cry as he realized the implications.

He felt his lawyer put her hand on his shoulder in consolation.

"I'm not the bad guy here, Mr. Nelson," said the detective. "I'm on your side. I know that you didn't mean to get so involved in all this, and you've already lost your business, been disbarred, and maybe you're thinking that your friendship with Mr. Murdock is all you've got left. But he's going to prison. Don't let him take you down with him."

The prosecutor stepped forward. "We're willing to dismiss all future charges against Mr. Nelson in exchange for his testimony against Mr. Murdock."

Foggy's lawyer put her arm on his shoulder gently as he started to sob and nodded slowly. What choice did he have?