I'll be honest; this next case is not one of my favorites. A main character dies (and a beloved one at that), the villain of the case is equal parts creepy, evil, and egotistical, and... It overall is terrible for me. But, I need to write it. There are events in this case that will become important for later down the road. So yeah, I'll just have to deal. Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note, Persona, or Ace Attorney.
Chapter 10: Turnabout Sisters Part 1
September 5, 2016
Teddie was in the Fey & Co. Law offices, waiting for Mia to finish her call. Something about how the phone looked just didn't seem right with him. Teddie was in his mid-twenties and was wearing a pair of loose-fitting jeans and solid blue t-shirt. His blonde hair was well-styled to the point where he almost looked like a movie star. The interesting thing about Teddie, more than anything else, was that despite his appearance, he was not human. Teddie was actually a living shadow, in fact the king of all shadows. Many years ago, after his host died of a terminal illness, Teddie had used his impressive powers to create a world for lost shadows to live in.
When an evil goddess tried to claim this world for herself in an effort to destroy humanity, Teddie's friends helped to stop her and restore his world to normal. Now he worked alongside humans to solve crimes across the globe. He sat in a corner of the room listening as Mia talked with someone on the other end of the phone. "Maya, it's me." 'Mia!,' came a young girl's voice, 'It's been so long since you called.' Mia smiled. "It certainly has. How have you been?" 'A bit lonely,' Maya replied, 'But still great. I'm starting to get used to having my own place.'
"Good," Mia said, "Listen, the reason I called is because I have a favor to ask." 'Let me guess,' Maya said, 'You need me to hold onto some evidence.' Mia giggled. "Sharp as always. With all the media buzz about the upcoming trial, I don't feel very safe keeping the evidence here with me." 'Alright,' Maya said, 'So what's the evidence?' "It's a clock," Mia said, "Shaped to look like 'The Thinker'. It actually tells you the time when you twist the neck. Or at least it used to. I had to take the mechanism out to make room for some important papers." 'Is that the evidence then?,' Maya asked. "That's right," Mia replied, "How about you come by at around 9:00 tonight? I'll be in a pretrial meeting until then."
While Mia was busy speaking, Teddie peeked inside the miniature statue. Sure enough, there were the papers. Teddie carefully took them out and replaced them with a blank sheet of paper. His eyes glowed yellow as he imparted a special shadow spell on the paper. 'I'll come by,' Maya said, 'But I expect dinner afterward... Say, burgers?' Mia giggled. "It's always burgers with you, but alright. I'll see you then." 'Okay sis,' Maya said, 'Later.' Mia hung up the phone. Teddie had already hidden the papers under his shirt, tucked into his jeans. "Well then," he said to Mia, "Shall we head for the meeting?"
September 5, 8:57 PM
Fey & Co. Law Offices
The large man slammed Mia into the window. "Now then, Ms. Fey, I'll take those papers back." Mia struggled to look at her attacker. "I'm sorry, I can't give you what I don't have." The man simply grinned and let go of Mia's collar. "You really are terrible at lying, Ms. Fey." He walked over to the desk and picked up the statue. "So this is 'The Thinker'. Quite a good likeness." He reached into the hollow spot and pulled out the blank paper that Teddie had placed inside. At first Mia was afraid the man would be angry he was looking at a blank piece of paper, but then noticed his eyes turn a shade of purple.
'Teddie,' Mia thought, 'He must have used one of his shadow spells.' "You're probably wondering how I knew about this," the man said, "Well, let's just say I have my talents... And resources. Crucial things to have when one is in the business of... Information." Mia closed her eyes in frustration. 'He knew... Teddie knew this man was listening. And now that he thinks he has what he wants... Diego... I hope I can at least see you again in another way.' The man lifted the statue over Mia's head. "Now that I have this... I need only your eternal silence!" He swung the statue down onto Mia's head. The last words out of her mouth were, "Red... White... Blue..."
September 5, 9:08 PM
Fey & Co. Law Offices
"I just have this terrible feeling that something may happen to Mia," Teddie said to Wright as they walked down to the office, "This case she's on is very important... And there are certain people who would prefer it to go their way." Wright checked his watch. "Man, I can't believe how late I am. We were supposed to join the chief's sister for dinner tonight." As they got to the office, they noticed the front door was open. A familiar smell came to both men's noses. "Uh oh...," Wright muttered, and he and Teddie ran into the office.
The office itself was in shambles, as if there had been a struggle. The sound of someone sobbing came to Wright's ears. Right by the window, next to Mia's unconscious form, was a young girl dressed in purple priestess robes with a beaded necklace around her neck. Her long black hair was done up in a topknot, with most of it still falling to her waist. The girl was kneeling next to Mia, crying her eyes out. It took Wright a second to find out what was going on. "Oh no... Chief..." Teddie put a hand to Mia's mouth to check for breathing. "No good... She's gone..."
The girl sobbed out loud. "SIS! NO!" Before Wright could ask who the girl was, she fainted. Sighing, Wright and Teddie got the poor young girl onto the sofa in the main office, then went back inside to see what could have happened to Mia. "Judging from how warm she was until a little while ago," Teddie said, "I'd say this was a recent killing." He did a cursory check for wounds. "Looks like she was struck on the very top of her skull. Blunt force, from the look of it. A heavy blow too. If she was standing when she was hit, she would have crumbled quickly. There's a good chance she may have died instantly."
"Wonder what weapon the killer used," Wright said. He looked near the body and noticed the statue Larry had given Mia. 'These little statues seem to cause more pain than happiness. Like a certain other present I know...' Teddie observed the statue without touching it. "There's blood on the base of this statue. We'd need a coroner to confirm but there's a good chance this is our murder weapon." He snapped a picture of it using his cellphone, then went to get his bag from the main office. Coming back inside, he opened the bag to get out his forensic kit. He slipped on a pair of rubber gloves and brought out a large plastic evidence bag. He then picked up the statue and placed it in the bag.
"Hold on," Wright said, "Aren't you worried about compromising the scene?" "Why do you think I took a picture?," Teddie said, "I am a detective after all. Just let me get to the bottom of this." He walked back over to the body and noticed a glass light stand had been knocked over. He took a picture of the downed stand and collected some of the glass shards. "I wonder how this light stand got knocked over," he said. He then noticed something clutched in Mia's hand. "Interesting," he said, "This looks a like a receipt of some kind."
After he snapped a picture of the receipt, he carefully picked it up with tweezers. Wright took a look. "This is receipt is dated yesterday. But what is this blood on the other side?" Teddie flipped it over. "'Maya'. I wonder who that is. Judging from the blood on Mia's fingers, her hand was used to write this. But did she do it herself... Or did someone do it for her to cover their tracks?" He placed the receipt in another bag. Wright walked over to the phone. "I think it best if we call the police on this. We also need to find out what that girl is doing here." He then noticed something odd about the phone. "Hold on... Some of the screws in the receiver are loose."
At that moment, there was a scream of, "Police!? Please, come quick!" Teddie took a quick look out the window to see a young woman in hotel across from the office. She was holding a phone to her ear. "Hmm," Teddie said, "Well, that solves our problem. But now it's going to get awkward when the cops show up. We'd better hurry and ask that girl some questions." They found the girl having just woken up, probably from the scream. "Excuse me," Wright said, "But can I ask your name please? It's alright, I happen to work here." The girl seemed to hesitate. "Maya... Maya Fey..."
Teddie raised an eyebrow. 'That's the name written on the receipt. But why would someone write Maya's name on this?' "Can you tell us what happened?," Wright asked Maya. "Well," Maya said, "I came in, and the whole room was dark. And then I found Sis... Like..." "I take it you're Mia's younger sister, right?," Teddie asked. Maya nodded. "Mia had asked me to come here to hold onto some important evidence for her. She said it was inside the clock that looks like 'The Thinker'." Teddie showed Maya the receipt. "This was found next to your sister. It looks like it was written in her own blood."
Maya looked at the name and became flabbergasted. "Hold on! That's MY name! Why would she write that!?" "Right now, I don't know whether or not it was her that wrote it," Teddie said. At that moment, the sound of police sirens could be heard outside the building. Into the room burst Dick Gumshoe, his jacket looking a little dirtier after several years. He held his gun at the trio. "FREEZE! POLICE!" Teddie, Wright, and Maya quickly put their hands up. "Easy Gumshoe," Teddie said, "I'm a detective of the III. My ID is in my back right pocket." After Gumshoe confirmed Teddie's ID, he lowered his gun.
"Who is this guy?," Wright asked. "I'm Detective Dick Gumshoe, see?," Gumshoe said, "We got a call from the building across the way about a murder here." "The body is in the office behind us," Teddie said, "You'll find several pieces of evidence already collected and documented by myself. I've made sure to take pictures to preserve the crime scene as much as possible." He handed Gumshoe his cellphone. Gumshoe nodded and took a look. After a bit, he showed the receipt to the group. "Does this mean anything to you guys?" Maya gulped. "It's my name..."
"Hold on!," Gumshoe said, "This was written by the victim in her own blood. And who's name would she write but the killer's!?" "But this girl is the victim's sister," Teddie said, "Right now we don't have a motive for why someone would kill her." Gumshoe sighed. "Alright, alright," Gumshoe said, "Let's start with questioning first, then the arrest... If it comes to it." Despite Teddie's words, and the results of his investigation so far, Maya was arrested on purely circumstantial evidence. Wright and Teddie waited around all night for visiting hours to begin at the detention center.
September 6, 9:07 AM
Detention Center
Visitor's Room
Wright and Teddie visited with Maya the morning. "Hey," she said, understandably upset, "Good Morning. So, are you here to be my attorney?" "That depends," Wright said, "Teddie is sure you are innocent, and having met you, I believe him. But ultimately... It's really up to you whether or not you want my help." Maya nodded. "Thanks... I guess... At least someone believes me. Then again, Sis told me all about the III and how it operates. Something about it being formed in response to a serial killer who could somehow induce heart attacks." 'Wow,' Teddie said, 'Almost four years since we closed the Kira case, and people are still talking about it.'
Maya turned to Wright. "I've heard about you too. Sis mentioned you, when we were talking on the phone the other day. She said you were amazing in your first time in court. Completely steamrolled the prosecution." 'Mia said that?,' Wright thought, 'Wow...' "Only thing is," Maya said, "She said you still lack experience." Wright slumped. "Well, I guess you have me there. But I can't just sit back and watch while you're falsely accused. Why did you get arrested anyway? I thought for sure Teddie had given a valid argument." "I don't know," Maya said, "Mr. Teddie said it was too early to make an arrest, but for some reason the Chief Prosecutor said the name written in blood was all the evidence they needed."
"These guys don't even have a valid motive for you," Teddie said, "I smell a rat. Someone's trying to manipulate the system." Wright nodded. "That reminds me, Maya. I forgot to ask about your outfit. Why are you wearing that?" Maya looked at her robes. "This? This is just my uniform as an acolyte." "Wait," Wright said, his hand on his chin, "Are you saying you're part of a religious group?" Maya looked embarrassed. "Sort of. See, I happen to be a spirit medium. Well, a medium in training anyway." "So Maya," Teddie said, "What happened on the day of the murder?"
Maya tried to think. "Let's see... First I got a call on my cellphone from Sis. She was preparing for an upcoming trial and needed some evidence to be kept safe." "Right," Teddie said, "I heard about that. Looks like that trial going to be postponed for the time being." "So what was the evidence?," Wright asked. "Apparently," Maya said, "It was a miniature version of 'The Thinker'." "Mia got that from a friend of mine," Wright said, "But how could it have been evidence in a case?" "Well," Maya said, "I can't remember for sure, but I know the conversation we had was recorded on my cellphone."
"Detective Gumshoe has the phone on him," Teddie said, "It was confiscated as evidence. If we're lucky, he won't know how important it is." Wright nodded. "Here," Maya said, writing something down, "This note will help you remember." Teddie took the memo from Maya. "Thanks." "Say Maya," Wright said, "You said earlier you're a medium-in-training. Can you tell me about that?" "Sure," Maya said, "You see, the Fey Family, especially the women, have always had strong connections to the spirit world. Like the spirit sitting next to Mr. Teddie."
Teddie became flabbergasted. "Hold on... You can see my Persona?" "Is that what the round object is?," Maya said, "What are the claws for?" "Teddie," Wright said, "What's a 'Persona' and how come only Maya can see it?" "A Persona is a representation of a beings true inner strength," Teddie explained, "A sort of... Alternate personality that can be called upon to overcome hardship. Mine happens to be called Kamui. All my friend have one, and so do several members of III." Wright nodded, then realized something.
"Hold on a sec Maya. You said 'the Fey Family'. Are you saying Mia was also into this stuff?" Maya smiled. "Of course she was! She left the mountain where we live to 'follow her career'." "You know," Teddie said, "I had the impression Mia has spiritual powers. After her initiation into III, she asked Light about the various Persona in the room." "Yeah," Maya said with a big smile on her face, "My sister's power were top-class!" Wright suddenly had a thought. "Say Maya, would it be possible for you to contact Mia's spirit to ask who killed her?"
"I'm afraid it won't be that simple," Teddie said, "I can sense it. Some form of doubt is blocking her full power." Wright sighed. "Oh well, I guess that would have been too easy." "Oh, that reminds me," Maya said, and she handed Wright another note. "This is the address of a famous lawyer. My sister gave me this, and said if I was ever in trouble, I should contact this person for help. Right now, I don't have anyone else to turn to." "What about your parents?," Wright asked. Maya suddenly turned sad. Wright closed his eyes in understanding. "I see. Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."
As Wright and Teddie left the detention center, Teddie said, "If this person can't help her, the state will provide a public defender for her." "They won't last more than five minutes against a professional prosecutor," Wright said, "We have until 4:00 this afternoon. If this person won't help, I'll do it myself. Let's start by getting Maya's phone back. I'd like to hear the full details of that conversation." Teddie could tell there was determination in Wright's eyes. 'He understands what Maya's going through... In more ways than one. And now he has a stronger ally to help him... Right Kamui?'
September 6
Fey & Co. Law Offices
When Wright and Teddie got back to the law offices, they found the place swarming with police combing the building for clues. Suddenly, someone called out, "Hey! This is a crime scene! No trespassing!" Teddie and Wright turned to see Gumshoe standing nearby. Gumshoe eyed Wright for a bit. "Hey, I think I know you... Yeah, you're that lawyer from the Butz case. The guy who set the record for fastest defense! Now, what was your name again...?" "Phoenix Wright," Wright said, "And this is III member Doug Teddie. And your name was Dick Gumshoe, right?"
"That's right," Gumshoe said, "Been a detective for around five years. And let me tell you, my career almost ended prematurely." "Oh yeah," Teddie said, "That incident in the courthouse where the defendant and prosecution of a trial were murdered in one of the defendant lobbies. III is still trying to track down the killer. I can't believe L let her slip through his fingers." "Well," Gumshoe said, "Even the world's greatest detective can have an off day. So, you're here to help that kid, huh? Well, if you've got business here, do it quick, pal. We're working the crime scene to see if we can piece together how all this went down."
"To start with," Teddie said, "Has the autopsy been performed yet?" "Sure," Gumshoe said, "Here's a copy of the report." Teddie tucked the autopsy report into his bag. 'Just in case,' he thought, 'I'll stop by the coroner's office later. These prosecutor's always order more than one autopsy just to be safe.' "Anyway, pal," Gumshoe said, "If you're planning on being the kid's lawyer... Well, I'd be prepared for a downhill spiral. See, the city put Miles Edgeworth on the prosecution!" Wright closed his eyes. "Yeah... I've heard of him. I've heard a lot about him. They say he doesn't feel any pain or remorse, and only cares about getting his 'guilty' verdict."
"Geez, pal," Gumshoe said, "You make him sound barely human. I mean, I practically owe the guy my life here!" "Yeah," Teddie said, "And he really changed after that day. But just because he's on the case doesn't make the defendant automatically guilty. I will give the guy some credit, though. At least he legitimately hates crime. And so far he's done a good job of spotting true criminals." "Yeah," Wright said, "He hasn't lost a case yet, but there are all those rumors about the way he does things. Oh yeah, I almost forgot. Gumshoe, did you get a look at Maya Fey's phone?"
"Yeah," Gumshoe said, "I still have it on me, but didn't find any suspicious call records on it." "I'd like to have a look for myself," Teddie said, "I've been working as a detective longer than you, so I have a better idea as to what call records would be important." "Sure, I guess," Gumshoe said, and he handed Teddie the phone. "One last thing. Don't bother talking to the witness, pal. She has strict instructions not to say anything until trial tomorrow." Teddie scratched his chin. 'I bet he means that woman in the hotel room.' He looked at Gumshoe. "So there was a witness, then?" "Yeah," Gumshoe said, "Ms. April May. I can't really tell you anything more besides that."
"So," Wright said, "You sent her home then?" "Don't try anything funny, pal," Gumshoe said, "She has strict instructions not to leave her hotel room until tomorrow." Teddie grinned. "Wright, you should know better than to try and get a detective to leak information." Wright scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, I guess that teaches me, huh? Well, I guess that's all for today." The two of them walked out of the office. Once they were out of earshot, Wright said, "Gumshoe must not realize we saw that woman last night." "He also didn't realize how important the call Mia made to her sister was," Teddie said, "So then... Let's go meet Ms. May."
September 6
Gatewater Hotel
Room 303
After asking for Ms. May's room number, Teddie and Wright found the door and knocked. Sure enough, the woman who opened the door was the same person they had seen out the window last night. She was very attractive, curvaceous and voluptuous, and dressed in a bright pink dress with sleeves that seemed to long for her and decorated with pink hearts down the middle. Her hair was also bright pink and very short. "Why hello there handsome," she said, "Are you that lawyer and detective I was told about?" "Looks like Gumshoe found out our plan after all," Teddie said, "I take you're April May."
"Sure am," April said with a wink, "And what's you're name cutie?" "Don't bother with the whole flirtatious routine," Teddie said, "We're here on business." April giggled. "I know. This is about the horrible event last night. Really, it all seems just like a movie. It's so exciting I can barely contain myself! Excuse me while I freshen up to look the part." As she left, Wright noticed there were two glasses on the table in the room. "Looks like she had company earlier." Teddie then noticed a screwdriver sticking out of one of the drawers in the dresser. "Well, that's out of place."
"Hey!," April said, rushing back into the room, "You shouldn't go prying into other people's rooms like that." "I'm a detective," Teddie said, "It's my job to pry. But so long as you're here, I'd like you to answer a few questions." "Oh, how exciting," April said, "This is just like one of those detective grills in the movies... Except, where's your notebook?" Teddie showed April his tape recorder. "I prefer this. Less chance of the information getting erased." April looked disappointed. "Well anyway, I'm not supposed to tell anyone anything about the bad thing that happened until tomorrow. That's what the detective from earlier said... Sorry."
"Say Ms. May," April said, "Just what is your occupation anyway?" April winked. "Sorry, but this girl knows who to keep her secrets." "This is getting us nowhere," Wright said, "Can you at least tell us about the person you're staying with?" He pointed to the two glasses on the table to indicate how he knew. "Now, now," April said, "I'm not interested in nosy little lawyers." She winked again. "This girl's gonna be a nightmare tomorrow," Teddie said, "We're getting nowhere. Let's see what can do about Maya's request." He and Wright left the hotel room.
September 6
Grossberg Law Offices
As the two men walked into the offices, they were greeted by Marvin Grossberg in his office. "Greetings," he said, "I understand you were wanted to speak with me?" "That's right," Wright said, "My name is Phoenix Wright, and this is Doug Teddie." Grossberg noted the small brass badge on Wright's collar. "I take it you are a defense attorney, correct?" Wright nodded. "I'm here on behalf of Maya Fey. I believe you know her older sister Mia." Grossberg suddenly hung his head. "Ah, yes... Mia used to work for me several years ago. I heard about the recent... Incident. But I'm afraid I simply can't this case on only a day's notice."
Teddie raised an eyebrow. "Hold on. How did you even hear about this? We haven't even explained what it is we want to ask you." Grossberg cleared his throat nervously. "I-I'm sorry... But right now we're very busy here and can't represent the poor girl." "Why not!?," Wright said, "Give me a good reason. You just said Mia once worked for you. Don't you owe her at least this much. She trusted you... Counted on you take care of Maya should anything bad happen." "I'm very sorry," Grossberg said sadly, "But I'm afraid I can't take the case."
"Fine then!," Wright shouted, "I'll just have to find someone else!" Grossberg shook his head. "I don't think so. No lawyer worth their salt would take this particular case." "Don't bet on it," Teddie said, "I know a number of lawyers who would risk their own careers just to protect that poor girl." Wright calmed down at Teddie's words. "Say that reminds me," Wright said, "I remember you from that day I was falsely accused of murder myself." "Ah yes," Grossberg said, "I thought you looked familiar. It was hard to recognize you without the medical mask."
Wright nodded. "If Mia was working with you that day, why did she leave to open her own office?" "Well, she always was a bright apprentice," Grossberg said, "She learned everything I could teach her in the blink of an eye. Clearly it was time for her to strike it out on her own. That, and she her mission to attend." Wright rubbed his chin. 'I wonder what this "mission" was.' Teddie then noticed the painting in the back of the office. "That's a little ostentatious." "Ah yes," Grossberg said, "My pride and joy! I realize it may not be to some people's taste, but I find it rather splendid. I wouldn't part with this painting for the world."
Wright sighed. "Well, if you won't help, the I guess I only have one choice." He walked out of the office with Teddie behind him. "What are you planning on doing?," Teddie asked. "After we tell Maya the bad news," Wright said, "I'm going to insist on being allowed to defend her in court. Edgeworth will steamroll any public defender there is, but I may have a chance, even without experience." Teddie nodded. "Alright, you go tell Maya, I have a few stops to make." And with that, they parted ways.
September 6, 3:42 PM
Detention Center
Visitor's Room
Wright stepped into the visitor's room where Maya. "Hey there," Maya said, "Where's Mr. Teddie?" "He has other work to do," Wright said, "Listen Maya, I was able to find the lawyer you sent me to but..." He sighed. "I'm afraid he refused to help. He wouldn't give a reasonable explanation. Kept avoiding the subject whenever I brought it up." Maya hung her head. "So... I've been abandoned then." Wright sighed. "May be you could start by telling me all you know about the day of the murder?" "Okay," Maya said, "Earlier that morning I had gotten a call from my sister, saying she wanted me to hold on to some important evidence for her."
"Alright," Wright said, "What time did you arrive at the office?" Maya took a second to think. "I'd say right around 9:00 that evening. When I got inside, all the lights were off... And I could smell blood coming from Sis's office. And that's when I found her... Just lying there... Not moving... I didn't realize she was dead until I tried to wake her." Wright nodded, understanding. "What about your other family?" Maya shed a single tear. "I only had my sister. My father died when I very little... And my mother disappeared many years ago." "You told me your family has strong spiritual powers," Wright said, "Is that really true?"
Maya nodded. "Most people who have heard of us say ESP runs in our blood. About fifteen years ago, our family became involved in a incident. You see, there was this man who... Well, he basically ruined our family's life. Mother disappeared shortly after that. Then about seven or so years ago, my sister announced her decision to become a lawyer and left the mountain." "I see," Wright said, "So you've been all alone since then." Maya nodded. "But I've gotten used to it since. Besides, if I didn't become independent, I'd lose my ESP."
"Maya," Wright said, "Do you know who this man was who 'ruined' your mother?" Maya seemed hesitant, then said, "It was fifteen years ago that a strange murder case occurred. Everyone was talking about it. The police, desperate for any sort of lead, talked to my mother and convinced her to contact the victim's spirit. But something strange happened. The man the spirit pointed to was innocent. For whatever reason, the spirit lied. Naturally the police's involvement with a medium was covered up, but someone found out and leaked it to the press."
"I get it," Wright said, "He made it sound like your mother was a fraud and the media jumped on it hard." Maya nodded. "My sister said his name was... White. That's all I know about him. Anyway, I guess it's almost time for the state-appointed lawyer to show up." Wright smiled. "You won't be needing him. I'll be defending you myself, and that's the end of it! The reason I became a lawyer is to look out for those who no one on their side." He closed his eyes and thought, 'Like what happened to me when I was in grade school.'
He opened his eyes and smiled. "I owe everything to Mia, so I won't abandon you under any circumstances." Maya cheered up and smiled. "Thank you! You have no idea..." Wright nodded. 'Teddie believes this girl is innocent, and so do I. Now I just have to hope he pulls through on the rest of his investigation. I remember that woman was getting defensive when Teddie tried to open her dresser drawer. Something has to be hidden inside. He also said something about checking in with the coroner just in case they were told to make a separate autopsy.'
September 6
Gatewater Hotel
Room 303
As Teddie approached the room where April was staying, a bellboy approached. "Greetings, sir," the bellboy said, "Pardon my intrusion, I was simply delivering room service to Ms. May. Please, feel free to stay as long as you like." Teddie looked around the room, which was empty. "And where is Ms. May?" The bellboy cleared his throat. "I believe she is presently using the facilities. Ah yes, and you should see Ms. May, would you tell her there is a message for her from Mr. White of Bluecorp." Teddie nodded, and the bellboy left the room.
Once he saw the room was empty, Teddie quickly opened the drawer where the screwdriver was sticking out. Inside he found a small black box with wires sticking out of it. 'This is a wiretap,' Teddie thought, 'What would someone like April May want with this? I'd better keep this around.' After carefully collecting the evidence, Teddie left the room and called Wright. "Got some good stuff Nick. I was right about the second autopsy, and have the updated report with me. Bad news and good news, but you'll have to read it for yourself. I also found a little something hidden by Ms. May. I'll show at trial tomorrow." 'Alright' Wright said, 'Maya's given me permission to defend her. Tomorrow will certainly prove interesting.'
To be continued...
Sorry this took so long, but like I said this case is not one of favorites. Oh well, read and review.