I was tempted not to write a chapter tonight, but I decided I would do one. Enjoy. *Character death in this chapter (No one major though)*

Phoenix was lying on the couch when he heard the entrance door open. Looking over, he saw Maya come in. "Hey Maya, how was your date?"

"It was pretty good…except a certain attorney was spying on me."

"What?"

"Don't try to fool me Nick, I knew it was you. I even saw Edgeworth at Green Lobster. That confirmed my suspicions."

"Uh…"

"Mystic Maya! You're back!"

Pearl came rushing into the living room. "So, how was your date with Lloyd?"

"I don't know, ask Nick."

Phoenix felt Pearl's fierce gaze burn into his skin. "Mr. Nick! How could you let her catch you!?"

"Wait…you knew about this Pearly?"

"Yep, I even helped him plan it."

"Uh…Pearls…that's not something you want to admit in front of Maya."

"Hmph." Pearl took off, leaving just Nick and Maya. "So, why did you tag along?"

This is it Wright…time to tell the truth…

"I tagged along because…because…I...was worried about you." Dammit Wright! Why must you do this to yourself?

"Why were you worried about me?"

Okay, redemption time, one more chance.

"I was worried because…"

Don't chicken out…you can do this!

"…because…I was worried you could have been killed." Come on, why brain why!?

"Killed?"

"Yes…you see…I had a chat with Jonathan this morning."

"What!? You talked to Jonathan?!"

You're in for it now. "Yeah, he was in the office this morning. He told me that they were looking for the mysterious texter, and that his family was planning something. He didn't tell me what, but he did tell me to keep an eye on you. So that's what I did." At least you told a half-truth there.

Maya's color drained from her face. "Did he say anything else?"

"No, but he did give me the bottle of potassium cyanide that was given to him by his brother."

Maya gasped. "Wait…so that wasn't a special salt?"

"Huh?"

"I did laundry this morning, and I found a bottle filled with what I thought was salt in your pocket."

"Where did you put it?!"

"In the kitchen."

Phoenix jumped up and went to the kitchen, with Maya trailing him. As soon as they got there, Maya gasped again. "The bottle…it's not where I left it!"

"PEARL! TRUCY! APOLLO!"

Within seconds, they all were in the kitchen.

"What's wrong daddy?"

"Trucy, do you know where a bottle went?"

"A bottle of what?"

"There was a bottle right here, and now it's gone. Do you know where it is?"

"Oh, that bottle. Yeah, I know where it is. I gave it to Mr. Eldoon. I owed him some salt so I repaid it with that salt."

"That wasn't salt Trucy! That was poison!"

"What?! Poison?"

"No time to explain! We need to get to Mr. Eldoon!"

Phoenix quickly slipped on his shoes and charged out of the office, followed by everyone else. Within minutes, they were at the place Mr. Eldoon was…along with police officers everywhere.

"No…we were too late…"

Phoenix slowly walked to the crime scene tape. Looking over, he saw two bodies on the ground…along with Mr. Eldoon's body. "No…"

"Pal! What are you doing here!?"

Phoenix looked up and saw Detective Gumshoe jogging up toward him. "We have a crime to examine! No need for a lawyer to be around here!"

"Sheesh, Gumshoe, calm down!"

"How can I calm down now that my favorite noodle place is no longer in business!?"

"Wait…you were a regular here?"

"Sure was, saltiest noodles in town. In this case, too much salt."

"…that wasn't salt."

"What do you mean?"

Phoenix gave the story about what had happened recently. "You mean…that the cause of death was…potassium cyanide?"

"Yep. The real culprit is the person who gave Jonathan the poison. If he hadn't, none of this would have happened."

"That's true…dammit. I just want to execute the people behind all of this right now!"

"Calm down Gumshoe. After all, what would Maggey think of your behavior right now?"

"Oh…yeah…my wife wouldn't like this, would she?"

"Wife? Oh, you married her Gumshoe?"

Gumshoe grinned at Phoenix. "Yep, four years ago. We even have a little daughter named Jessica."

"Ah…congratulations."

"Thanks, and thank you for making our investigation a lot easier. Believe me, Pal, we'll find those creeps, even if it's the last thing I do."

"It's just noodles, Detective."

Gumshoe snorted and took off. Phoenix turned back and saw Trucy, crying, while Apollo, Maya, and Pearl were trying to comfort her. Phoenix walked up to her. "Daddy…will I be arrested?"

"No. I told Detective Gumshoe everything that happened. You won't be arrested for anything. In fact, they'll be looking for Jonathan's brother, since he was the one who started the chain reaction."

Phoenix saw relief flash through Trucy's eyes, but she still kept crying. "Trucy…it's not your fault. I should have been more careful where I put the bottle. I was careless. I'm sorry."

"…no need to apologize Daddy."

Phoenix shook his head and hugged Trucy.

Apollo looked back at the noodle stand. That stand represented his first case when he started working for Mr. Wright. It was a shame to see that the Eldoon noodle legacy come to a quick and bitter end. Just seeing Mr. Eldoon's body on the ground sent shivers up his spine. Rest in peace…Mr. Eldoon.

"Come on, let's go back to the office." Phoenix stood, supporting Trucy as she stood up, and slowly walked back to the office.

Later that night, when Phoenix was finally able to get Trucy to go to sleep, Phoenix was on the couch, watching tv. Suddenly, the entrance door opened slowly. Looking over, Phoenix could make out in the darkness that it was Jonathan.

"Mr. Wright, I see you didn't keep a good eye on the potassium cyanide."

"I know…I screwed up."

"Yes, yes you did…but it turned out to be a good thing."

"What do you mean?"

"The police are after my brother. He has a warrant for his arrest. When he gets caught, he'll be charged with possession of a deadly substance and three counts of involuntary manslaughter. The good news, they can't be so open about killing Maya. The bad news, they're even angrier than usual, which means they'll make their move soon."

"That's what I'm afraid of. I can't watch Maya the whole time."

"Don't worry. You'll figure out what to do. I gotta get going. I'm needed to plan out the next move. I'll let you know when we're gonna make our move."

"Wait…before you go…you aren't going to kill anyone to keep your cover…right?"

"…I'm not sure. We'll see, won't we?"

With that, Jonathan left.

Thanks for reading and reviewing. Sorry, but someone had to die from the potassium cyanide. Also, there is good news. My English college class was cancelled tomorrow so I'll be able to write a longer chapter tomorrow than what I had planned. Thanks again for reading. Don't forget to review and to vote on the polls. I'll be closing the sequel poll tomorrow so you better vote now.