Hey everybody, I have a new story now. Set in the "universe" of Ace Attorney, it follows newish prosecutor Lex Reagin as he goes after criminals while also using the courtroom as a way to uncover the truth. Kind of like the regular Ace Attorney but instead from the prosecutor side. I hope you enjoy it.
Lex Reagin-Pro Prosecutor
Season 1 Episode 1
Wednesday February 1st
"Lex, are you ready?" I look up to see my mentor and district attorney Miles Edgeworth as he sits down on the bench that I am sitting on in the court house.
I shrug, "As ready as I can be. It's a slam duck for us. He's guilty." But I realize that's not exactly what he's asking me. He looks at me strongly.
"You know as well as I do there is still one missing piece in this case. Today will be the last day you can find out the truth to everything." He says to me and I know exactly what he meant.
My name is Lex Reagin and I am a prosecutor, Miles Edgeworth is my mentor and it's been this way for two years. Miles has been teaching me the best way to be a prosecutor and instill in me the need to get to the whole truth in a case instead of securing a conviction. Weirdly enough, its different from what you are taught in college, that victory is the most important thing. Now I try and figure out all the important parts of a case before we get to court. But sometimes there are parts of a case that will only come out in court.
In the case that's coming up, the defendant, Kyle Forest Anderson, is charged with strangulation in the first degree, pretty much causing serious injury to someone due to strangulation. The victim, Constance Kacey Anderson, survived and is a witness in this case and is one of the two reason why we know what Kyle did. They both are college students at the local university. Another witness is a student that heard a fight between them around. Finally, the detective that responded to the incident. Our case is air tight, we just have one slight problem. We don't have a motive. We haven't found anything that states why he did this. It seems like it was a random thing and due to his young age it might make the judge give him leniency. This is the final day that we can figure out a motive. Due to the fact that there is so much evidence to one side the judge is only giving us a day to put in arguments.
"You have to be focused when you go in there. You may know for certain that he's guilty but trust me, one detail you don't know about could easily turn a case on its head." He chuckles. "It's happened to me more than once." I do understand that. I've studied many of Miles' cases and know that some of his more famous ones always had one huge detail that an attorney pointed out that didn't make sense and upended the case for him.
"I'll be completely focused on it. I'm almost positive this guy is dangerous and we need to show that. But I need to find that motive." I say, I've been looking into this case as much as possible to find that motive and prove that this was at the very least permeative.
"Well then let's go. Court will be starting soon." He says getting to his feet. I stand up as well and we both head into Court Room 28.
We enter into a basic court room that has an aisleway in the middle of four rows of seats that were each behind the plaintiff's area and the defendant's area. These are for people that want to watch the trial. Already there are a few people waiting for the trial to start. In front of the plaintiff and defendant tables is the main focus of the court. The main seating area is for the judge who is high enough to see everyone in the courtroom. To an area just next to it but much lower is where witnesses sit and give their testimony. Miles and I head to where the prosecution sits and sat down.
Barely a minute later an older woman walks into the court room, followed by a college aged guy. The woman is defense attorney Heidi Sharon King. She is a few years over 60 but still is fierce in a courtroom. She is shorter than average but that isn't something to hold against her. She has caramel skin and her face makes it look like nothing you say will ever interest her, like she's always bored but her brown eyes say that she has been through many battles. Her shoulder length grey hair is braided. Today she is wearing a plain black suit. Usually, she never goes to fanciful with her clothes.
The man is Kyle Forest Anderson, the defendant. He is just a few inches over 6 feet and is athletic all the same. He has both brown eyes and short straight brown hair that is parted down the middle. He's wearing a normal plaid grey shirt with jeans. Seems like he doesn't mind looking plain. He reminds me of a teenage actor from the 90's.
They sit down and Heidi looks towards me and gives me a nod and then looks to her client and talks to him. Since there is no doubt about his guilt, Heidi is looking to try and save her client as much time out of prison as possible. Right now, without a motive, it just looks like a nasty fight gone wrong. With a motive it will look much worse for him. A bailiff suddenly comes into the courtroom and I know everything is ready.
"All rise for the Honorable Judge Danielle Flores." We stand as a woman with tan skin comes through a door and sits down at the judge's place. This is Danielle Chloe Flores and she seems average. Her grey eyes appear normal and her medium length curly brown hair is shiny. She looks through a few papers and then looks towards us.
"Is both sides ready for us to start?" She says to each of us.
"The Prosecution is ready Your Honor." I stand up saying.
"The Defense is ready Your Honor." Heidi says, standing up as well.
"Ok then, due to the basis of the case and that the defendant's guilt is known here for sure. I am limiting the timeframe of this case to today. So, Mr. Reagin, you can start with your opening statement." She says looking at me and leaning back in her chair. I get out of my chair and walk to the area between the lawyer's tables and the judge's stand and face out towards the audience and other lawyers.
"This trial's outcome has already been determined." I begin. "We know from overwhelming evidence that Mr. Kyle Anderson is guilty of strangling his, then, girlfriend, Constance Gombus in her dorm at Ballard Core University. We have witness statements from her and a guy that was in the hallway of their dormitory that night. We have physical evidence that connects Kyle Anderson to this crime." I pause and take a breath. "The one thing we don't have is a motive, why he did this. That is why we are here today, to figure out the motive for why this horrific crime was committed." I say, completing my opening statement and sitting down back in my seat. Danielle Flores stands swiftly and goes to the exact point I stood at just moments ago and addresses the courtroom.
"Everyone, Mr Reagin is correct. The outcome of this trial is decided. The amount of evidence against Mr. Anderson is a lot and he has admitted that he has done this but another point of Mr. Reagin's is correct. There is no motive." She stares directly at me but then goes back to looking at other members of the courtroom. "Without a motive this is a case that is hard press to give Mr. Kyle Anderson such a harsh sentence. He is the middle of his college education. A long-term prison sentence will send his life off route. This trial will show that this was a mistake with just a stressed out college student who lashed out." She gives one final look at everyone and settles on me. "You can't destroy a life with no motive." With that she sits back down at her table.
"Ok then, Mr. Reagin, please call your first witness." The judge tells me. I stand up in my chair to announce my first witness.
"The prosecution calls Detective Carson Fields to the stand." A man walks out to get the detective and a few moments later a man in his early to mid-30's walks in, walks through the gallery and right to the witness stand and sits down with a big grin on his face. He is a thin but tall man with short black hair, wearing an impeccable grey suit. He's clean shaven and I'm wondering if this is how he normally looks in everyday life. I stand up and make my way over to the witness stand.
"Can you please state your name and job title to the court." I say casually.
"Certainly." He booms, which shocks me. "My name is Detective Carson Fields, a 5-year detective for the Ballard Core University Police Department." Oh no, please not a witness with character.
"Mr. Fields. You know you don't need to yell your answers." I tell him. He smiles a bit and looks sheepish.
"Sorry, it's just not every day that a seasoned detective like myself gets to investigate such a big case like this one." Um, big case. It seems like everything was solved before you arrived at the scene. I look over at Edgeworth and see that his face goes from looking surprised to almost dejected. Hmm, interesting response.
"Sir, if you don't mind, can you please testify to the crime that you were called to. The one that we are here for today." I ask the detective. He nods to me and begins.
"I was called in on January 30th, a Monday, at 7:30pm. I was called in to a girl's dorm room, room 315, in Ballard Points Dormitory to investigate a strangling. When I arrived there, a girl, was sitting on a couch crying while two officers consoled and questioned her about the incident. She had bruises around her neck and there were some crime scene techs who were trying to analyze the bruises on her neck for evidence purposes. There was a young man outside the dorm room as well, being questioned by an officer, apparently a witness to it all. He was able to tell us who it was, and due to that we found the defendant in his dorm room. We had taken in a young man, the defendant, accused of the crime and with the statements and evidence in the case, quickly charged him with the crime." I nod and look to Edgeworth but his face is just set, not smiling or frowning.
"Sir, what evidence in the case did you get?" I ask.
"We were able to match up the bruises on Ms. Gombus' neck to Mr. Anderson's fingers." He says, seemingly proud of himself. Does he not realize that he didn't do any type of matching up of the bruises? That was other people. I clear my throat and face the judge holding up a piece of paper.
"Your Honor, I would like to submit into evidence of the fact that Mr. Kyle Anderson's fingers match the bruises on Ms. Gombus' neck." She nods.
"Understood." I look back at Edgeworth and see that he isn't impressed. We aren't here to prove guilt or innocence; we are here for a motive. But since I don't know any motive, I need to ask the basic questions first to loosen something.
"Detective, what did Ms. Gombus say at the crime scene? Did you talk to her?"
"I didn't get a chance to talk to her that night but from what I could hear of what she was telling the detective, she just kept saying 'Why did he do it?' over and over." Yikes, that wasn't the answer I wanted. So, Constance doesn't know a motive. So, if she doesn't know a motive, what hope does a simple university detective have? I move back to my desk and see a slight smile on Heidi's face and I know she is thinking the same thing I am. I look to my side and realize that Edgeworth doesn't look to happy. Great the first witness in a trial and decides to say that the victim in this case doesn't know why the defendant did all of this. Well, time to move forward.
"You talked with the defendant in this incident as well?" I ask. If I can get a glimmer of hope, hopefully the defendant has talked. I already know that he's not taking the stand in this trial. The less he says, the better it is for him, so I need to use all of my witnesses to figure out the motive.
He smiles at me. "Yes, we tried to talk to him but he didn't talk at all. Thankfully we had the witnesses and evidence because he gave us nothing at all." He chuckles. Damn, even the police can't give me a motive. This is unraveling quickly.
"Do you recognize the name of Kyle Anderson at all or Constance Gombus? Before all of this of course." He thinks for a second and shakes his head.
"Nope, never heard of them before this." Yikes, even I'm not sure if this is helping me or hurting me. If anything, this is making Kyle look like a psycho. I'll take psycho right now if I have to. I sit down in my chair next to Edgeworth.
"I have no more questions for this witness." I say, the judge nods to me and turns to Heidi.
"It's your witness, Mrs. King." Heidi King stands and walks towards the witness box.
"Detective, I would like for you to repeat certain comments you've made. First, you said that when you first entered the dorm room that Ms. Gombus was saying "Why did he do it?", is that correct?" Detective Fields nods.
"That is correct."
"Second, when you talked to the defendant, Mr. Anderson, he admitted to the crime but couldn't tell you why he did it?" Detective Fields nods again, smiling.
"That's correct as well. We have no clue why he did this, only that he did it." Heidi King turns around and smiles at me.
"I have no more questions for the witness." Heidi says while going back to her seat. The Judge looks back to me.
"Do you have anything else to ask Mr. Reagin?" I shake my head.
"Nothing else for this witness." She turns to Detective Fields.
"You are free to leave the stand." Carson smiles at the judge and everyone else.
"Just doing my job. Glad to be of service." He says happily and steps down from the stand and leaves the courtroom. I sigh, glad that is over with.
"Mr. Reagin, your next witness." The Judge says to me.
"The prosecution calls Noah Phetteplace to the stand." After a few moments a young man walks into the courtroom. He's tall and thin with pasty skin. He has curly black hair with messy bangs. He is wearing a normal button up shirt with tan pants. He walks towards the witness stand and sits down. I stand up and address him.
"Please state your name and occupation for the court." I say to the witness.
"My name is Noah Phetteplace and I am a freshman at Ballard Core University." Noah says.
"Please state your connection to this case."
"I was the witness that heard the fight." He says.
"Please testify to what you heard that night." I say, I really hope he might shed some light as to why this all happened.
"I was on the third floor of the Ballard Points Dormitory, taking a walk around. It was about 7:30 PM. On my walk, I suddenly hear a loud yell. I look and two doors down, a door flies open and a man runs out and runs right past me. Suddenly a woman also screams and looks out the door. I run to her asking what happened and she tells me that the man that ran out the door strangled her. She was crying and trying to tell me what happened. I quickly called the police and when they arrived, they found him in his dorm room a bit later." Ok, basic testimony and he does tell the facts well of what happened. Sadly, this is my worst witness to figuring a motive. He was just happening by the crime. He can confirm who did it but can't tell me why.
"Mr. Phetteplace, can you testify more about how you happened to be where the crime took place?" He seems confused for a moment but nods.
"Ok, well it was a cold that night but I was feeling cooped up in my dorm room so I decided to go for a walk. But since it was so cold out, I decided to walk around the dorm building instead. So that's how I ended up on the third floor that night."
"And what floor is your dorm room on?"
"The first floor." He responds. I look towards Edgeworth and I can tell he's not happy about this testimony. I move over to the table and lower my head towards him.
"What exactly do you want? If the detective that talked to him couldn't get a motive, this witness sure as hell doesn't know it." I say quietly.
"Then dig deeper." He says just as quietly but sternly. I nod to him and go back to my witness.
"Mr. Phetteplace, can you please tell us what you saw when you came up to Ms. Gombus' dorm room?" I ask, hoping to see if I can figure out what happened in those few seconds. Maybe they will help.
"Well, it happened quite quickly and it only was for at most 5 seconds. But I remember being about two doors away from the dorm room and suddenly there was a loud scream. Before I knew what happened the dorm room door was flung open and the defendant came running out from the dorm and past me. I didn't realize what was happening till the girl, Constance, came out crying. I comforted her, trying to figure out what happened. When I did, I ended up calling the police and staying with her till they arrived." I turn around and think for a second on my next question.
"You are the one that pointed the detectives towards the boyfriend?" He pauses for a moment before nodding.
"Yes, I am."
I feel something tugging at my mind, something that's been there since the detective's testimony but I can't figure it out. It feels important but I can't figure it out. I decide to ask one last question for him.
"What did Mr. Anderson look like when he left the dorm room and ran past you?" Noah seems confused by the question but still answers.
"Well, he seemed scared but didn't notice me, just kept running forward." I go back to my seat and sit down.
"I have no more questions Your Honor" I say.
"Your witness Mrs. King." The judge says to the defense. Heidi stands up and approaches Noah.
"You've never seen either the plaintiff or defendant before that incident?" Noah pauses before responding.
"No, I haven't."
"You've never heard of either of these two before the incident in question? He shakes his head.
"Never."
"No more questions for the witness." Heidi says walking back over to her table and sitting down.
"Mr. Reagin?" The judge questions, looking in my direction.
"No more questions for the witness." I respond.
"Then I think a quick 15 minute recess is in order before the final witness in this case." She says banging the gavel and everyone getting up. Miles and I gather our things up without speaking to each other. We leave the courtroom and find a secluded bench in the hallway and sit down.
"Well, you've got the case slam dunked for a guilty verdict yet we already had the guilty verdict." He said disappointingly. "What we need is a motive otherwise this just looks like a fit of anger that won't happen again."
"There is no motive though. The detectives couldn't find one when they investigated. The girlfriend had no clue as to why he did it. Hell, Kyle didn't say anything as to why he did it. Just said he was suddenly angry and couldn't control himself. I think we should have gone ahead with that psychological review. We would have found something there that would have put him away for longer." Edgeworth just shakes his head.
"No, something seems off about this case. There is more to it you just need to dig deeper and find it." He tells me.
"That's a lot easier said than done." I push back. He looks at me hard.
"Well, you have one witness left and possibly maybe a half an hour at most. If you don't find something, this is all going to go down as just a horrible one off situation. He's not going back to college but he certainly won't be in prison for a long time." At that moment the bailiff comes to see us.
"Court is resuming now." We nod and get up to go back into the courtroom. We sit down and Heidi and Kyle enter in to sit down in their seats. The rest of the gallery comes in to sit down.
"All rise." The bailiff says as we stand up and Judge Flores enters and sits down. She pushes around some papers and then looks at me.
"Call your final witness." I stand up.
"The prosecution calls Constance Gombus to the stand." A woman comes in from the hallway with long brown hair, wearing a simple black suit, and has a bandage around her neck and sits in the witness stand.
"Please state your name and occupation for the court." I say stepping forward. She holds her head up and talks firmly.
"My name is Constance Gombus and I am a freshman student at Ballard Core University."
"Constance can you please tell the court about the night of your assault." I ask approaching the witness stand and looking at her. Here we go.
"It was approximately 7 at night. I had planned on being alone that night but was surprised when Kyle showed up at my dorm room. I let him in and we decided to watch a movie. Something seemed off about him though and I wasn't sure so I didn't bring it up with him. Eventually about half an hour later he just seems extremely anxious about something. I don't know what was happening but it was making me anxious as well. Then without any warning he just attacks me, he wraps his hand around my throat and squeezes. I scream out, just by instinct and it must have startled him out of what he was doing because he immediately let go of me and ran out of my dorm room. I don't know what I was thinking but I sort of ran after him as well. I don't think I was trying to stop him but I ended up running to the doorway and saw him running away. That's when I saw Noah in the hallway. He helped me calm down a little and then called the police. He sat with me until they showed up." Her testimony was strong and precise. The thing is it didn't give any type of motive. Like he just snapped. But as well, something just seemed wrong. I couldn't figure it out.
"Ms. Gombus, you seem extremely strong, brave, and willed in coming here today and I would love to know how it is that you have so much strength to do what you do." She sits up a bit taller and has a smile on her face.
"Because, what he did was wrong. It should be known what he did to me and he should pay for the crime he committed. I won't be scared into silence." Wow, she is extremely strong, but something is off about it that I can't put my finger on.
I turn around to do a bit of thinking before my next question and see Kyle looking quite angry. But he's looking directly at Constance, but not in a 'you testified against me', it looks different. Like he's amazed and he's angry based on what he's amazed at. I look around again and see in the audience one person that I don't believe is there. I quickly realize what is going on throughout this whole case.
"Ms. Gombus, tell me, what is your relationship with Noah Phetteplace? The only other witness in this case." She looks quite surprised at the question.
"What do you mean? I've never met him before that day." I smirk, realizing that I caught her in a lie.
"Ms. Gombus, that can't be true. A person that has duties as a college student, lives on campus, and never has seen you before that day, would have absolutely no reason," I say as I move over and gesture to the crowd. "To be staying here in the courtroom, watching your testimony." She looks in the crowd and her eyes immediately fall on Noah Phetteplace sitting in the second row behind the prosecution table. Her eyes slightly widen and looks to me.
"I, I, don't know why he would be here. You would have to talk to him about his reasons for staying." She stutters over her response and I realize I am getting to something.
"Something also is on my mind about all this. You see, it doesn't make any sense to me that someone who wanted to take a walk would just roam around his college dorm building." I say walking around the area in front of the prosecution and defense tables. "I mean yes, its winter time and its cold outside during the night. But I honestly don't see how, if you want to go for a walk, you would go walking around your dorm building. I would think, no matter how much you don't want to be cold, you would just bundle up and go outside. Eventually, you'll be lost in your thoughts and forget about the cold." I say, speaking out loud but Constance doesn't look any bit happy.
"Why are you talking about what a witness did that night? I thought we were here to get justice for myself not talking about the reasons why someone was out that night." She says and now she sounds mad and I think I have her.
"But you see that's the thing, this case, we have no motive. We have no clue why your ex-boyfriend would just randomly assault you. He's not a nutcase and no one can say why it happened. But I think it has to do with why you were anxious that night." I say not looking at her at all but I can tell she is starting to get heated.
"I was anxious because he was anxious. He was off that night." I approach the witness stand and look at her.
"You see that's what you say but what if we flip it around. What if he was anxious because you were anxious? Now we can get an answer to this. Ms. Gombus, why were you anxious that night." I pause but don't allow her to answer. "Actually, how about we wait on that answer. Because I am quite curious to know what Kyle has to say right now. He's looking like he really wants to talk about something." I move over to the defense table where Kyle looks like he's vibrating in his seat. Heidi puts her arm on his arm and looks at me, unsure, like is this a trick or not, but she says nothing. "Kyle, what do you have to say?"
"They know each other. I am sure of it." He basically shouts out. "The day we came back for this semester, I saw her talking to him. I started walking towards her and he quickly left. I asked who he was and she said that he was just a lost student. But I am pretty sure I've seen him coming out of one of her classes last semester, while I was waiting for her." That is exactly what I wanted. I turn around and face Constance.
"Constance, now we don't have to believe him, but he can't defend himself, he's guilty. So, no reason why he should lie. But it would be quite easy for us to look at the people in your classes and see if you and Noah shared any classes. So, what do you have to say?" She looks at me silently fuming.
"I think I am done testifying now." She says standing up. But I put a hand out to her.
"Sorry, but you can't leave until I finish my questioning or you'll get in trouble. Of course, you can refuse to answer this one last question I have and that would be fine." She sits down but not without glaring at me. "Is the reason why you were anxious that night, because you were expecting Noah Phetteplace to come by that night? You did say Kyle coming by was completely unexpected so you knew that at any point Noah would knock on your door and you would have to hide why he was there from Kyle. Why I think he was there was because you are cheating on Kyle with him, something that has been going on since last semester." The last statement sends a silence throughout the courtroom. Constance looks at me and I expect her to deny everything.
"I refuse to answer that horrendous question." Before I can say it Kyle yells out, getting to his feet.
"You can't even deny it! You've been cheating on me this whole time!" He yells at Constance. She flinches at the outburst and I am taken aback at his anger. Before anyone can do anything two bailiffs immediately come by and restraint Kyle.
"Remove him from my courtroom." Judge Danielle tells them. With that we watch at the two bailiffs struggle to remove him from the courtroom as he is doing a combination of screaming, crying, and struggling. When he is pulled out, I take a deep breath and go back to the table with Edgeworth, who I notice has his head down, smiling.
"I have no more questions." I say sitting down. Before the judge can say anything, Constance immediately gets up from the witness chair and starts walking away. She ignores the judge telling her to stop and immediately leaves the courtroom. I notice that Noah immediately follows behind her.
"Its ok, your Honor, I think the defense is good for this trial." She says looking at me and smiling. I know she is happy that I figured this all out for her client.
"Then with that, since we know that Mr. Anderson is guilty, I will take recommendations on sentencing. Mr. Reagin, you're first." I stand up and think about what I am about to say for a few minutes. At this point I need to decide how much guilt is on Kyle Anderson.
"Your Honor, I believe that this was a one-time thing for Mr. Anderson. I believe, while this wasn't planned out, Mr. Anderson had been tricked for, quite a bit, by someone that he loved. He had been lied to and manipulated by Ms. Gombus who was seeing someone behind his back, allegedly. The prosecution recommends 1 year in prison, with a year of anger management afterwards, as well as the ability for Mr. Anderson to continue his degree while incarcerated." Judge Danielle nods at me and turns to Heidi.
"Your thoughts?"
"The defense gladly accepts that recommendation." She says standing up and smiling. She sits back down and leaning back in her chair.
"Then this court accepts the prosecutions recommendation for sentencing and it will be done immediately. Court is dismissed." She says banging her gavel. We all stand up as she leaves and the audience leaves as well. Edgeworth and I gather up some papers as Heidi walks over to us.
"That was kind of you to show him leniency. You could have easily made a statement about what he did but you didn't. You are a good person Lex." I smile at her.
"I honestly believe that this wouldn't have happened unless Constance did everything she did. I just hope that his one year in prison isn't going to derail his whole life. All he has to do is do well in school and he'll be ok."
"I'll be sure to let him know hope much you went for bat with him." She tells me and with that she turns around and walks out of the courtroom. I gather up a few more papers and put them away before Edgeworth speaks to me.
"You did good today. I knew you would be able to find the motive you were looking for." He picks up his bag full of his folders and other papers. "If you had just pushed headstrong ahead who knows how much time you would have recommended to for Kyle's sentence. This is why looking for the truth is a much better way of doing things instead of just going for a conviction." He says as we walk out of the courtroom. In the hallway, we step out and Edgeworth looks around. Before we can move anymore though we are approached by Constance and Noah. Constance looks angry while Noah seems to be trying to keep her away.
"What was all that about?" She asks, nearly yelling at me. Edgeworth, I can tell, is smirking at the outburst.
"Well, I have something I need to do, so I'll let you deal with this. See you back at the office." He says to me and before I can say anything, he turns around and walks away.
"You are not going anywhere, you little worm. What was that in there?" She says almost grabbing my arm but I move out of her grasp. I take a deep breath and look directly at her.
"That was my job Ms. Gombus. Contrary to popular belief of what you think, a prosecutor's job is supposed to be finding out the whole truth in a case. I was doing my job." I tell her calmly but she doesn't seem at all happy with my answer.
"No, your job is to represent the victim, which is me and what I wanted was to have him go away for a long time. You didn't do your job. Who knows what will happen when he comes out in the year you recommended?" She seethes at me.
"No, I think you weren't looking out for your well-being when you wanted him to go away. You were looking out for your future." I give a look at Noah, who looks like he doesn't want to be there. Constance though holds her head up and looks at me.
"Well, I won't admit anything, so it's your word against mine. Hope you get fired for your mistakes in the future." She huffs and turns away from me with Noah following after her.
"Hey, next time you want to lie about never knowing someone." I say calling after her. "It might be a good idea to not hang around each other so much." The final thing I hear from her is a frustrated yell as she stomps down the hall with people looking at her.
I chuckle as I turn around, ready to leave the courthouse. I see Miles down the hallway, talking to a spiky haired attorney laughing at something. As I walk away, I can't help but love my job.
Thank you for reading and I really hope you enjoy it since this is one of the longest chapters I've wrote and this probably will be the "shortest" in the series. Now, this story should go along the same sort of lines as Ace Attorney, meaning that some of the characters will be "wild", there will be recurring characters, prosecutors, attorneys, detectives/officers, places, witness, etc etc, plus some recurring places. Now the differences is that this won't really be a mystery series but more a crime series, meaning that there isn't really going to be a surprise twist at the end (of at least every case, but it may happen). You might not be able to figure out the end or it might be like this where you know the defendant is guilty but something needs to be figured out through testimony. Please review and tell me what you think of it.