December 20, 9:43 AM

District Court

Defendant Lobby No. 5

Gamma was silent, waiting in an almost peaceful stillness on the sofa for the trial to begin. He barely turned his head when Apollo walked solo into the courtroom.

Wright had told Apollo that morning that even his good word could only go so much; Vera would not be allowed to act as his co-counsel again.

He hadn't been horribly bothered by that fact, but it meant that this really would be his first trial standing at the bench alone.

"Alright, Gamma!" Apollo half-called, half yelled, "We'll be fine, don't worry!"

"Mr. Justice, the only one who looks nervous… is you," Gamma pointed out.

Apollo frowned. Not only was he nervous about his first trial without a co-counsel, but after reviewing the evidence, He and Trucy made a certain connection. Apollo was sure Klavier had made it as well, and if it was proven in court, it would give Gamma one hell of a motive.

"Take it easy, Justice," Gamma continued, "Klavier is a man after the truth, even though I feel this time he jumped to conclusions. I didn't kill Greenhart. As long as that is the truth, Klavier will not win this trial."

Apollo nodded wishing he could have the same confidence as Gamma, "Right. Well, it looks like the trial is starting. Let's go."


December 20, 9:51 AM

District Court

Courtroom No. 1

-Day 1-

Court is now in session

All Rise

"Court is now in session for the trial of Gamma," the judge replied, bringing down his gavel.

"The defense is ready, Your Honor," Apollo stated without skipping a beat.

On the other side of the courtroom, Klavier played a little air guitar and then grinned, "The prosecution is ready to rock as always, Your Honor!"

"Say goodbye to standard court procedures..." Apollo thought dryly.

"Very well. The court will hear your opening statement," the judge replied.

"The crime is simple, Your Honor, The witness collapsed in the Prosecutor's lobby during yesterday's trial. Although she was rushed to the hospital immediately, she still died… of acute poisoning..." Klavier pointed his finger over at the defendant, "... and the only other person in the room at the time was you, Herr Visor!"

"OBJECTION!" Apollo yelled, "Take into consideration that some very incriminating evidence had just been revealed implicating her as the culprit of yesterday's trial. Is it not possible that she committed suicide!?"

Apollo's immediate strong attack was met with discussion from the gallery.

"OBJECTION!" Klavier smiled, "I should mention… yesterday, we located the HC-4 case files that had gone missing… they were found among Allen's belongings…. furthermore, Allen's fingerprints were found on the broken glass on the trophy, as well as the gas burner…. do you understand the implications of these pieces of evidence?"

The judge's eyes widened, "Do you mean… the glass trophy… belonged to Allen?"

Klavier shook his head, "Not quite, Your Honor. It means… Ms. Greenhart killed Mr. Renchez in self-defense!"

"W….what!?" Apollo asked, alarmed.

Klavier smiled, "Here's what I think happened. Renchez realized the retrial of the HC-4 case would find him guilty of murder, so he snuck in and stole the case files and evidence when no one else was in the lab. He then sabotaged the gas burner to create an explosion to keep people away from the evidence room long enough for him to dispose of the HC-4 case files before anyone noticed they were missing. However, sometime before the explosion, Renchez saw Ema enter the evidence room. He followed her in and when she noticed that the HC-4 files were missing, he bludgeoned her over the head with the glass trophy. As he was trying to figure a way to cover up his assault, Ms. Greenhart entered the room. When she noticed Renchez standing over Ema with the trophy, she realized what happened and acted quickly. She grabbed Ema's gun and shot Renchez before he could hit her as well. She was already wearing gloves from the lab, so her fingerprints didn't get on the gun. She then proceeded to stage a second gunshot to cover up her actions and make it seem like Ema was the culprit."

The judge nodded, "Although tampering with the crime scene and perjury are both crimes, self-defense is not. She likely would have testified as such if given the chance."

"OBJECTION!" Apollo called, "There's no way to prove that she killed in self-defense!"

"Objection!" Gamma spoke in that calm manner that seemed almost unfitting for the courtroom, "She… confessed as much to me yesterday. After your cross-examination. I know this is technically hearsay, but considering she can no longer testify, this is the best we have."

Klavier slammed his fist against the wall of the gallery, "The Prosecution requests a special case be made for this piece of testimony, Your Honor!"

The judge nodded, "Prosecutor Gamma wouldn't benefit at all from lying to the court about this, and it is true that the testimony came from someone who is now deceased. A special exception will be made. This is valid testimony."

Klavier grinned, "As you can see, the witness would have no motive for committing suicide!"

"OBJECTION!" Apollo yelled, "I'll acknowledge that Ms. Greenhart had no motive for suicide, but at the same time, Gamma would have no reason to kill her!"

"OBJECTION!" Klavier replied, "Herr Forehead, I assume you looked over all the files I gave you yesterday, Ja?"

Apollo nodded, "Of course."

"Then I'm sure you know where my train of thought is going…" Klavier slammed his fist against the wall once more, "Gamma's motive… was revenge!"

"W-what!?" the judge asked, eyes wide.

"The HC-4 incident…" Klavier stated, "These past two cases and that one have been related from the beginning, Ja? But how deeply? To understand that, we must ask; who were the three people involved in all three of these cases?"

"OBJECTION!" Apollo yelled, "Only Renchez was involved in all three of them."

Klavier shook his head, "Are you forgetting that piece of evidence you found, Herr Forehead? The lab coat worn by the victim? It's actually specially made for an alumnus of Prometheus Technical High School. This particular lab coat was worm by someone of the graduating class of 2017. There is a very glaring problem with this."

Klavier pulled out a list and presented it to court, "This is a list of all the 2017 alumni from Prometheus. The name "Marisa Greenhart" does not appear anywhere on this list."

- List of Alumni added to the Court Record -

"The victim, a graduate of Prometheus Technical High School, was using the name 'Marisa Greenhart' as an alias!" Klavier announced.

"OBJECTION!" Apollo called out, shaking his head, "Klavier, your logic is shaky at best!"

"And why, Herr Forehead, is that?" Klavier replied, "Tell me why my logic is flawed?"

Apollo placed his finger between his eyes and thought for a few seconds before replying, "That lab coat doesn't exactly fit Ms. Greenhart's physique. In fact, if I remember correctly, the labcoat kept sliding off of Ms. Greenhart's shoulders yesterday. That labcoat has broad shoulders and doesn't curve much at the waist. It was clearly made for a man!"

"OBJECTION!" Klavier began sweating a bit, "Maybe it didn't fit since it was made 9 years ago!"

"OBJECTION!" Apollo returned, "That would make sense if it was too small for her, but too large? Face it, Klavier, that labcoat wasn't originally Ms. Greenhart's!"

Klavier smiled, as if he was waiting for Apollo to point out as much, "So, you noticed too, Herr Forehead?"

Apollo slammed his hands on the desk, "Stop acting so smug and get to the point already!"

Klavier sighed, "Don't be so impatient. Tell me, Herr Forehead, if the labcoat didn't belong to her, than whose labcoat was it?"

"Ah, I…" Apollo began sweating, "I… didn't really think about that…"

Klavier shook his head, "Indeed, the labcoat's owner is very important to this case."

Apollo frowned, "What do you mean?"

"The list, Herr Forehead," Klavier explained, "Allen Renchez is on that list, ja?"

"Wait," Apollo asked, eyes widening, "You're not implying that…"

"The labcoat originally belonged to Allen Renchez, yes," Klavier announced, "Back then, during the initial investigation of the HC-4 case, a certain forensic investigator was poisoned. It was insinuated in the reports that he died, but in actuality, he merely fell into a coma. To prevent any further attempts on his life, his survival was covered up and he was held in the hospital under a different name. While no official investigation was carried out, it seems that it was general consensus that his lab partner, Renko Mori, was responsible for his attempted murder. She left a suicide note, but her body was never found, meaning she may not have actually committed suicide."

Apollo slammed his fists on the desk, "What're you implying?"

"Ms. Greenhart was an alias used by Renko Mori!" Klavier stated, "She poisoned her lab partner, Mark Armando, in an attempt to cover up for Renchez's murder. She and Renchez were close, which is why she was wearing his labcoat!"

Apollo slammed the desk once more, "Even if that's true… what does that have anything to do with Gamma!?"

Klavier smiled, "Prosecutor Gamma… is actually Mark Armando!"

The gallery erupted into discussion, and it took the judge's gavel to calm them down.

"Order, order in the court!" the judge shook his head, "Everything you said has made sense, but might I remind you that evidence is everything in court!"

Klavier nodded, "'Ms. Greenhart's' autopsy and a DNA test has confirmed that she was in fact Renko Mori. Furthermore, the evidence to support Prosecutor Gamma's identity is sitting on his face as we speak. Your Honor, I'm surprised you didn't recognize it, but Herr Visor's visor has appeared in court before."

The judge's eyes widened, "Now that you mention it, I do remember seeing that before."

Klavier nodded, "It was used by a prosecutor named 'Godot', but this in fact turned out to be an alias as well. His real name was Diego Armando."

The judge's eyes widened, "A-ah! Armando! You mean…?"

"Ja!," Klavier snapped his finger to a beat only he could hear, "Mark Armando and Diego Armando are brothers, and the visor on Herr Visor's face is proof of that connection!"

"OBJECTION!" Apollo yelled, "Even if that mask did belong to Diego Armando, what does Gamma wearing it prove? If I put on that obnoxious necklace of yours, would that make us brothers?"

"OBJECTION!" Klavier returned, "Allow me to remind you of a certain rule down at the detention center. Suspects are allowed to visit inmates of the prison, but only if they're related or engaged. Tell us, Herr Visor… just who did you visit yesterday?"

"It was… my brother… Diego Armando…" Gamma admitted, "I've no reason to hide it anymore. I am Mark Armando."

The judge frowned, "So, let me get this straight… Ms. Greenhart was actually Renko Mori, and Mr. Gamma is actually Mark Armando. Ms. Mori poisoned Mr. Armando in the past to cover Mr. Renchez's crimes, since the two were close, and the prosecution asserts that when Mr. Armando realized who Ms. Greenhart really was, he poisoned her to take revenge?"

Klavier nodded, "Precisely, Your Honor!"

The judge nodded, "Hmm… that does indeed make sense."

"OBJECTION!" Apollo yelled, "I will concede that both the defendant, Prosecutor Gamma, and the victim, Marisa Greenhart, were both not who they claimed to be, however, if you assert that Renko Mori would poison Mark Armando because she was close with Allen Renchez, then take a look at this piece of evidence!"

"This trial… it's been nothing but circumstantial so far! But I've got a piece of evidence here that proves Renko Mori wasn't just close with Allen Renchez!"

"TAKE THAT!" Apollo yelled, presenting the photo Ema had given him, "This here is a photo of a cultural festival for Prometheus Technical High School students."

The judge nodded, "That's a nice photo, but what relevance does this have?"

Apollo smirked, "Your Honor, take a look at what's written on the back of that photo."

"Prometheus Technical High School, Culture Festival - 2016 ES AR MA RM… wait!" The judge's eyes widened, "Are these…"

Apollo nodded, "These are initials, namely, those of Ema Skye, Allen Renchez, Mark Armando, and Renko Mori! As you can see, they were all friends back in high school! Why would Renko Mori poison one of her old friends!?"

"OBJECTION!" Klavier smiled, "Your logic is flawed, Herr Forehead. Ema Skye is also in that photo. Why would Renko frame one of her old friends? Your argument is invalid!"

"Even if Renko Mori did poison Mark Armando, that doesn't mean he took revenge!"

"OBJECTION!" Klavier shook his head, "I'm sorry, Herr Forehead, but we have a witness."

"W-what!?" Apollo yelled, "Why didn't you mention this earlier?"

"The truth, Herr Forehead," Klavier replied, "I wanted to prove that the victim and the defendant were not who they initially claimed. Now that the truth is revealed, I will shut the door on this case!"

The judge nodded, "Very well, you may call your witness."

Apollo was shocked to see Derek Fanne take the stand. He looked almost smug.

"Hey, you there! You tried to prosecute the amazing Ms. Skye, and then you went and killed the boss! Don't think you're gonna walk away free!" he yelled.

Klavier slammed the back wall, "State your name and profession, please."

"Sure thing, I'm Derek Fanne, a forensic scientist!" the man replied happily.

"Very well. Please explain to the court what you saw," the judge requested.

Witness Testimony

- The Poisoning Pt. 1 -

"It wasn't cool at all!" Derek began, "Since I was a witness, I was supposed to be in the prosecutor's lobby as well, but I decided to take a short walk. When I returned, I saw Gamma hand the boss some coffee and slip something into his pocket. She took one sip and collapsed! I put two and two together and realized that Gamma must've done something to her drink!"

- End Testimony -

The judge's eyes widened, "That is quite incriminating… very well. Mr. Justice, your cross-examination?"

"Right!" Apollo nodded.

"I know Mr. Armando is innocent, so Derek must be lying… the question is, how do I prove it?"

Cross-Examination

- The Poisoning Pt. 1 -

Since I was a witness, I was supposed to be in the prosecutor's lobby as well, but I decided to take a short walk. When I returned, I saw Gamma hand the boss some coffee and slip something into his pocket-"

"OBJECTION!" Apollo called out, "So, you say that the Gamma slipped whatever he used to poison into his own pockets? I find that hard to believe."

"W-what!?" Derek asked, almost indignant, "And what's wrong with that!?"

Apollo smirked, "Take a look at this bottle. We believe it to have contained the very poison used to kill Ms. Mori. We found this in Mori's pocket, not Gamma's!"

"Ack!" Derek cringed.

Klavier stayed silent, and Apollo frowned, normally he prosecution would step in here to defend their witness's statements.

The judge frowned, "Well, it seems like there is no explanation for the discrepancy in your testimony. We will have to discard it."

"HOLD IT!" Derek yelled, "Wait! I… I just remembered something!"

The judge nodded, "Very well, You may revise your testimony. Try not to leave out any details this time!"

Witness Testimony

- The Poisoning, Pt. 2 -

"Actually, Gamma didn't put the bottle in his pocket! He put it in hers! It happened when I entered the room! I saw him lean over and slip something into her labcoat's right pocket!"

- End Testimony -

The judge nodded, "So, you saw him slip the bottle into her pocket, where the defense found it. Very well, the defense may cross-examine this bit of testimony!"

Cross-Examination

- The Poisoning, Pt. 2 -

"Actually, Gamma didn't put the bottle in his pocket! He put it in hers! It happened when I entered the room-"

"HOLD IT!" Apollo yelled, "How exactly did you enter the room?"

"What do you mean how? I entered through the lobby door like any normal person!" Derek argued.

Klavier nodded, "There is only one door to the lobby. This is the case with both the defense and prosecutor's lobbies. Here, allow me to show you."

Klavier brought up schematics for the prosecutor's lobby. The only entrance was in the lower left hand corner. There was a small table in the corner near the door, and the couches were against the back wall, farthest from the door. There was a TV in the corner and some various other cabinetry and chairs in the center.

"So," Apollo asked Derek, "You came in through the door. Where were Mr. Armando and Ms. Mori standing?"

Derek pointed to an area near the coffee machine. According to Derek, the two were lined directly up with the left wall, with Mr. Armando closer to the coffee machine.

- Prosecutor's Lobby Schematics added to the Court Record -

"Then what happened?" Apollo asked.

"I was just getting to that! See…"

"I saw him lean over and slip something into her right pocket-"

"OBJECTION!" Apollo smirked, "Sorry, Mr. Fanne, but it would be best if you stopped lying to the court now."

"What!?" Derek slammed his fist down on the table, "What do you mean?"

"The bottle of poison was found in Ms. Mori's left pocket!" Apollo announced.

"OBJECTION!" Klavier slammed the gallery wall, "Do you understand, Herr Forehead? If he witnessed the incident head-on, the victim's left pocket would've been to his right!"

"OBJECTION!" Apollo returned, "Yes, if he had witnessed the incident from straight-on, but that would be impossible!"

"What!?" Klavier asked, "You better not be bluffing, Herr Forehead!"

Apollo shook his head, "I'm not, and this piece of evidence proves it!"

"TAKE THAT!" Apollo said, pointing out the schematics. "Mr. Fanne claims just entered the room, but the problem with that is, from this point, something would be prevent him from seeing Ms. Mori altogether!"

"Please explain to this court what this "something" is, Herr Forehead!" Klavier yelled, "If you truly are bluffing, pay for it with a penalty twice as harsh!"

"TAKE THAT!" Apollo yelled, pointing to Mr. Armando himself."

"The… the defendant!?" the judge asked.

Apollo nodded, "According to Derek, Gamma was standing closer to the coffee machine, which would make sense, since he just made the coffee. However, notice that he'd be standing between himself and the victim! How would someone entering the room be able to see what was happening!?"

"A-ack!" Derek frowned, his hat flying off his head again. Once again, it landed back on crooked, and he began to sweat a bit.

"OBJECTION!" Klavier frowned, "If the witness didn't see the defendant slip the bottle into Ms. Mori's labcoat pocket, then how did he know where it was?"

Apollo frowned, "Because… we just told him?"

Klavier shook his head, "You told him you found the bottle in Mori's pocket. You didn't specify you found it in her labcoat. Yet he stated clearly in his testimony that he saw Mr. Armando slip the poison into her labcoat pocket! How do you explain this information?"

Apollo frowned, "How can I explain that… wait… maybe…"

"OBJECTION!" Apollo smiled, "What if Mr. Armando wasn't even in the room!"

"W-what!?" Klavier asked, sweating.

"If Mr. Armando wasn't between Ms. Mori and Mr. Fanne, then he'd be able to see her clearly."

"What are you suggesting?" Klavier asked.

"Apollo smirked, "Renko Mori committed suicide! Mr. Fanne saw Renko herself slip the bottle of poison into her pocket!"

"OBJECTION!"

Apollo recoiled in shock, but he wasn't alone.

The judge's eyes widened, "Who… who was that?"

Klavier frowned, "Wh-what's going on?"

Apollo looked next to him to see Mark Armando himself standing at the defense's bench.

"W-what?" Apollo asked.

Mark frowned, "I've finally figured it out; Renko Mori… didn't commit suicide. Nor did I kill her. Apollo, the one who killed her… is standing right there, at the witness bench!"

Derek began to sweat, "Wh...what!"

"Mr. Armando… what… what are you doing?" Apollo asked, shocked.

"Heh, Relax. I've seen my bro do this plenty of times," Mark reassured Apollo.

"W-what! Is the defense indicting Derek Fanne as the murderer?" The judge asked.

Mark nodded, "That's exactly what I'm doing!"

Klavier slammed his fist against the gallery wall, and Apollo started feeling bad for the gallery, "Proof, Herr Visor? Do you have proof that Mr. Fanne was the killer?"

Mark smiled, "I don't, but Mr. Justice does."

"Wh-what!?" Apollo asked, wide-eyed, "I…. I do!?"

Mark nodded, "Easy, easy! Settle down already. Think about it. If Renko Mori didn't commit suicide, than that piece of evidence must be a forgery, right?"

Apollo's eyes widened, and he suddenly caught on, "I see where you're going with this!"

The judge frowned, "Well, Mr. Justice? Do you have evidence that Mr. Fanne murdered Renko Mori?"

Apollo nodded, "Yes I do, Your Honor!"

Klavier began to sweat, "Since you feel so strongly, how about a penalty to match your trust in your defendant!"

Apollo didn't bat an eyelash at the threat.

"The evidence that proves Mr. Fanne is the true culprit is…"

"TAKE THAT!" Apollo presented the suicide note, "This is a note we found in the defendant's pocket."

"Is that… a suicide note?" the judge asked, "but… wouldn't that imply that Renko committed suicide?"

Apollo shook his head, "At first, that's what I thought too… but…. uhh…"

"The handwriting on that note," Mark stepped in, "It doesn't look anything like Ms. Mori's! I demand an immediate handwriting analysis on that suicide note!"

The judge nodded, "bailiff!"

The bailiff nodded and took off, headed for the lab to get the note analyzed.

"While we're waiting," Mark added, "Allow me to clarify things. That man was the only other person working in the lab when I was poisoned. He must've been the one who poisoned me. I imagine he was working for Allen. He was also the first person to drink from the coffee pot. I used to be an avid coffee drinker back when I worked as a forensic scientist; a little something I picked up from my brother. I imagine you poisoned the coffee, expecting me to be the first to drink some. I was your intended target!"

"HOLD IT!" Derek slammed the witness stand repeatedly, "Who says I was the one who poisoned you back then! You have no proof."

Mark smiled and shook his head, "Sorry, but your fate's been sealed. This bottle is the same missing evidence from the HC-4 case! I imagine you've already wiped it of prints, but the fact is this same bottle went missing from the lab three years ago. If you're the one who wrote that note, it'll prove that you poisoned me as well!"

Just then, the bailiff returned with the results in hand. He handed them to Klavier, and the tension in the air was almost palpable as the purple-clad prosecutor read the report.

"The handwriting on the note…" he spoke finally, "...does not match Ms. Mori's handwriting. Furthermore, it matches the handwriting of Mr. Fanne."

Derek was sweating bullets at this point.

"Well, Mr. Fanne," Apollo asked, smirking, "Do you have anything else to say?"

"Ack… I…. I….. she… I…. I can't believe…. it was all…. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" He yelled. His hat fell off his head and he pulled out all his hair in several short, quick tugs, leaving him bald with a few stray patches of hair. He was panting heavily by the time his breakdown was over, and he was clutching the witness stand in anger.

"It's true… I was working for Mr. Renchez…" Derek admitted, "Three years ago… Mr. Renchez paid me to… poison Mr. Armando. Back then, I had some financial problems, so I accepted readily… little did I know that would sign my fate... He used that to blackmail me into helping him over and over again… holding it over my head constantly! When the boss killed Renchez… I thought that maybe I could be free… but then I saw Mr. Armando in court yesterday. It was like I was seeing a ghost! I knew he had figured out I was the one who tried to poison him… So... I tried… I tried to poison him again! But then he went and gave the cup of coffee I poisoned to the boss! DAMN IT ALL!"

The judge frowned, "It seems that the truth has been revealed. Bailiff. Arrest the witness, will you."

"Yes sir!"

Apollo watched Mr. Fanne get dragged off with a satisfied feeling, but Klavier had different thoughts. Once the doors of the court closed, Klavier shouted:

"HOLD IT! Mr. Armando…would you please explain to the court what happened three years ago. I would like that to be cleared up before this trial is over.

Mark nodded, "Very well. Three years ago, Allen got into an accident while investigating a crime scene. He hit a pedestrian and killed them. It was an accident, of course, but Allen's partner convinced Allen to cover it up. Later, the body was found, and Allen's partner began threatening Allen with blackmail, saying he'd reveal that Allen hit the victim. Allen got sick of these constant threats, so he killed his partner. He confessed as much to me, though I assume by this point he already planned to kill me. The coffee I drank while working in the lab that night was poisoned, and Mr. Fanne was the only other person in the lab that night. The second I felt my throat constrict, I told Renko to run. I told her to fake a suicide and change her identity before she was killed as well. She took my labcoat and fled the scene. Up until the day she died, she never did take that labcoat off…"

"Wait," Klavier asked, "So… the labcoat she was wearing…?"

Mark nodded solemnly, "It was mine. Yeah. If it's alright with you, I'd like it back once this trial's over…"

"That can be arranged…" Klavier replied.

"So," the judge spoke, "That's the gist of it then. Well. I will be the first to say that this trial has been rather… unconventional… even for my standards… however, I believe it's finally time for me to hand down a verdict… This court finds Prosecutor Gamm-er.. Mark Armando…"

NOT GUILTY!

This time, the confetti was in fact met with cheers. Apollo was smiling, and Klavier, satisfied that the truth had been brought to light, gave a small smirk before heading out of the courtroom.

As Apollo and Mark both made their way out, the masked man turned to the defense attorney. He wasn't smiling, and Apollo had a feeling why.

"Mr. Armando… there's a reason why you're acting so glum, isn't there?"

Mark turned away, "I don't know what you mean…"

Apollo didn't need the tight feeling around his wrist to know that Mark was lying.

"The reason why you've been so solemn is because of this piece of evidence…"

"TAKE THAT!" Apollo pulled out the labcoat that Renko had worn, "You said Renko hadn't taken this off since you last saw her three years ago. The truth is… you were actually…"

Apollo thought for a second, then affirmed his next choice of words, "You two were together… as in, dating, weren't you?"

Mark frowned, "Something like that. Once she confessed to me that she killed Renchez in self-defense… I thought maybe things would turn out fine after all. Unfortunately… this had to happen. That cup of coffee was meant for me… but she drank it instead… Twice now I've cheated death… but she wasn't as lucky."

Apollo frowned, "It must be hard losing someone you care about… here… you said you wanted this? It's yours, after all."

Mark nodded and grabbed the lab coat. He removed his vest and held up the labcoat, as if studying it. He then moved to put it on. Despite it being made 9 years ago, when he slid it on, it still fit him fine. He adjusted the ends of the coat and rolled up the sleeves of both the lab coat and his dress shirt so the rolls were the same pale-grey.

He turned to a mirror positioned on the wall of the courthouse and nodded his approval, before turning to leave.

Apollo stopped him, "Hey, It's customary for us to celebrate with our defendants after a trial. Do you want to stop by the Wright Anything Agency later?"

Mark shook his head, "I'm not in the mood to celebrate, Mr. Justice, but thanks for the offer."

Apollo nodded and watched Mark exit the courthouse silently.


AN: There you have it! Hope ya liked the story, da ze! I will definitely be writing more stories about Mark Armando in the future, so look forward to it! Now, on to one last word...