A/N: Here's another chapter!
Wonder how many people will get the references in the beginning of Apollo's latest trial?
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Chapter Three – The Invitation
Apollo
Two Months Later
Another day, another case. Today was the last day for the trial of Alice Wasikowska, accused of strangling her rich aunt with the chain of a pocket watch for the inheritance.
Today, I proved that it was actually the butler, Conejo Blanco. There wasn't another case, so Mr. Wright let us go home early once I finished the paperwork. I walked into my apartment building, stopping by the mailboxes. Mine was full of bills, per usual.
I really needed to talk to Mr. Wright about this pro bono thing, I thought as I walked up the stairs to the third floor. You'd think, being a single guy living in a cheap studio apartment, my bills would be pretty cheap.
Unfortunately, I was a single guy, living in a relatively cheap studio apartment, in Los Angeles, California, AKA Highest Living Expenses, USA. And I usually worked pro bono.
I unlocked the door and stepped inside, tossing the letters and my keys onto the table and going into small kitchen area, grabbing a bottle of water. Turning, I smiled slightly at the framed jacket hanging over my couch/bed.
It was Clay's Space Station jacket.
With a deep sigh, I turned back to my pile of bills. Beneath the five white envelopes from various utility companies, though, there was a dark blue one, with silvery dots, like stars. I pulled that one out first, and was surprised by the return address. I then quickly ripped it open, pulling out the letter within.
Dear Mr. Justice,
I know it has been about a year since that fateful case, but I will be in California once again.
As a thank you for clearing the name of Machi Tobaye, I would like to extend an invitation to you, Trucy Wright, and Mr. Wright to my next concert.
I would be honored to see you next week.
Best wishes,
Lamiroir.
I grinned, resting back against the chair and picking up the envelope again. Despite all the misfortune that had befallen Klavier Gavin that night, and the murder that had happened during/right after, seeing Lamiroir in concert had been magical (and not just because of the magic trick).
Reaching into the envelope, I found three tickets. Three VIP tickets.
"I can't wait to tell Trucy," I said with a huge grin.
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"Hey Trucy," I said, catching the young magician as she headed out for school from the office. She stopped with a grin.
"Hey Apollo! Are you going to come to my show tonight?" she asked.
"Depends." I said, before grinning, barely containing my excitement. "Remember the Tobaye case?"
"How could I forget!" she said excitedly, bouncing up and down slightly. My grin widened.
"Lamiroir sent us VIP tickets as thanks!" I said. Her face lit up.
"When!?"
"Next week! On Friday," I said. Her face lit up even more.
"Great! Well, I have to get to school," she said, running off.
Even happier, I entered the office building and got to the Wright Anything Agency. Athena was off on a different case that she had picked up while I was working the Wasikowska case, so it was just Mr. Wright in the office. Perfect.
"Morning, Apollo," Mr. Wright said, looking up.
"Morning!" I said brightly, plopping my bag on my desk.
"Well, you're chipper. What's going on?" Mr. Wright asked, standing and putting a book on the shelf behind him. I smiled.
"Got some mail yesterday. Oh, by the way Mr. Wright? We really have to talk about this pro bono thing," I said. "But that's besides the point. I got a letter from Lamiroir."
"Oh?" Mr. Wright turned, and my bracelet reacted slightly. I didn't see any tells though, so I ignored it. Maybe he felt bad or uncomfortable or something for that time in his life…
"Yeah. She sent three VIP concert tickets! One each for me, you, and Trucy," I explained.
"Oh, great," Mr. Wright said with a small smile, turning and taking another book from the shelf. He then say behind his desk again and began reading again.
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A/N: And another chapter done! The next will be the big reveal!