A/N: ... I don't have anything to say, really, so... on with the Chapter!


Chapter Seven

Phoenix was shocked when he heard that name. He didn't think he would hear it again. But he did; and once again, Matt Engarde was behind it all.

"It was Matt who hired the assassin. It was Matt who wrote the letter. It was Matt who signed my name on it. And it's Matt who is guilty!" With every progressing word, Adrian became tenser, and tenser, clutching her fists tighter, and tighter.

"I see you still bear a lot of resentment toward Mr. Engarde; maybe even more than before," commented Phoenix, saying his thoughts aloud.

"Who ever said that it was a crime to hate the one who ruined your life?"

He didn't answer her, no one did. The look of doubt was there, plastered on his face, while the rest of the crowd displayed confusion.

"What? Are you saying you don't believe me?" she asked, reading the expression on his face.

"No, no. I believe you. It's just that... you seem to hate Mr. Engarde, ten-fold."

"Mr. Wright... Let me put this in a way that may effect you. Wouldn't you hate someone who killed... say, Maya, and then ruined your life?"

Phoenix took a deep breath before stating his answer. "I know what he did to you... and Celeste. I haven't forgotten... and I don't think I could, even if I tried my hardest. But let me tell you this: hatred and anger won't solve anything."

"... I know... but... but I don't know what to do..." She didn't try to fight what he said, for she knew he was right. She fell to her knees and clutched the carpet that lay under her.

An awkward silence fell upon the room. They could clearly see how stressed nd frustrated Adrian was, but at that moment, they didn't know what to say, or do. So, they just stood there.

"So, when does the assassin plan to attack?" asked Gumshoe, finally speaking up.

"I-in four days. That is when he will come..."