May 14, 5:45 P.M. District Court, Defendant Lobby No. 3
Phoenix and Maya stood next to Randall, almost shaking in fear. He asked, "Mr. Wright, why do you look so frightened?"
Maya yelled, "Pearl got kidnapped by the Mad Bomber!"
"Kidnapped?! What is running through that man's head? No wonder he's called the Mad Bomber!"
Phoenix pulled out his cell phone and turned it to the weather radio. The forecaster said, "We now interrupt our programming for a message from the Emergency Alert System. Important information will follow."
Three sharp tones sounded, which were followed by a long, annoying tone.
"Child Abduction Emergency, requested by the Los Angeles Police Department. Police are currently searching for Pearl Fey, a white female. She is 9 years old, is 4 feet 6 inches tall, and weighs 87 pounds.
She was allegedly abducted by the Mad Bomber. His name is unknown. He is a white male, being 35-40 years of age, around 6 feet, two inches tall, and he weighs around 200 pounds.
The victim was last seen at Hazakura Temple, which is 200 miles northwest of San Francisco. She was wearing a kimono, and had sandals on. The suspect is known to wear a black trenchcoat, and is not believed to be driving a motor vehicle.
If you see the child or the suspect, call 9-1-1 or contact the Los Angeles Police Department at 1-877-527-3247."
The intercom them clicked. "Would the belligerents in State of California vs. Randall Klein please enter Courtroom No. 3 at this time?"
Phoenix tried to keep on a brave face for his client, but felt like Pearl would not be found in time to save her.
May 14, 6:00 P.M. District Court, Courtroom No. 3
As Phoenix and Maya got themselves situated, seven reporters in the back aimed their cameras so that the whole courtroom was displayed. One reported even asked the court bailiff a question.
"Sir, do you believe that this trial will end tonight?" The bailiff shrugged his shoulders and walked away.
The main camera, which belonged to CNN, zoomed in on the judge as he took his seat and smashed his gavel.
"The court is now in session for the trial of Mr. Randall Klein."
Diego sighed, "The prosecution is ready, Your Honor."
Phoenix stood up, and stuttered, "T-The defense is r-ready, Your Honor..."
The judge asked, "Mr. Wright? Are you all right? You sound a little shaken."
He replied, "I-I'm fine, Your Honor."
Diego announced, "Your Honor, even though the NTSB report clears Mr. Klein of direct fault, he still could have been involved in the crash by not checking to see if the railroad tracks had been altered. Therefore, I now call Mr. Delfino Henderson to the stand."
Phoenix thought, "Henderson? Wasn't that the girl that Peter Welsh was dating? This man is likely her father."
The bailiff said, "Please raise you right hand."
Henderson agreed, and was quickly sworn in and put on the stand. The judge asked, "Mr. Henderson, in what manner are you related to Amtrak?"
"Sir, my daughter is dating the Director of Locomotive Safety."
Maya said, "Looks like we have a family case going on here, Nick."
The judge banged his gavel. "You may begin your testimony. Please inform the court what you saw on the day of the incident."
"I was sitting in my car, when I saw a train speed towards the District Court. There was a tremendous crash, which was followed by a fireball, which shot out of the hole it made when it entered the courtroom. I ran to the scene, and I called 9-1-1."
The judge asked, "So that's it?"
"Yes. I would appreciate it if Mr. Wright could Cross-Examine me."
Phoenix said, "Sure."
Maya protested, "Nick! What do you think that he's doing! He looks fishy to me! Asking you to Cross-Examine him! He wants to trip you up! Be careful!"
"I was sitting in my car, when I saw a train speed towards the District Court. There was a tremendous crash, which was followed by a fireball, which shot out of the hole it made when it entered the courtroom. I ran to the scene, and I called 9-1-1."
Phoenix yelled, "Hold it!"
"What did you do after you called 9-1-1?"
Henderson answered, "I left."
The attorney pressed, "Why did you leave? Who leaves a terrible accident after calling 9-1-1?" Henderson jumped and sweated, "Uh..." The jury mumbled briefly.
The judge ordered, "Mr. Henderson, I would recommend that you give your testimony again."
Henderson explained, "The reason that I left the scene was because I suffered from an injury. I helped out, and I pulled some people from the burning wreckage of the District Court. In the process, I got second degree burns on my arms."
The judge continued, "Mr. Henderson, I believe that you explanation is valid. Mr. Wright, you may Cross-Examine the witness."
Phoenix looked at Henderson's arms, and told himself, "I doubt he really suffered from burns. He likely just has an existing skin condition."
"The reason that I left the scene was because I suffered from an injury. I helped out, and I pulled some people from the burning wreckage of the District Court."
Phoenix screamed, "Objection!"
"Mr. Henderson, eyewitness reports show that no one helped after the incident except for those inside the court itself! So how were you involved?"
Henderson snapped, "Y-You! You allege that everything I say is wrong! It's that strategy that all of you dirty defense attorneys use! You blame everything on an innocent witness like me! I have the ability to prove that I am completely innocent!"
A voice from next to Phoenix yelled, "Not so fast!"
The lawyer turned his head to find that Maya had channeled Mia. He yelled, "It was certainly a good time for you to jump in!"
Mia sighed, "Let's get the over with!"
They both screamed, "Objection!" and pointed their fingers at Delfino. The reporters aimed their cameras at the defense attorneys, bewildered by the situation at hand.
Henderson exploded with fury. "What the?! Two defense attorneys? How is that fair? This court is faulty! I'm outta here!"
Mia slammed her hands on the bench. "You're not going anywhere! The doors are locked! You're sworn in, too. All you can do is tell the truth!"
Phoenix added, "Unless you want to be charged with perjury, that is. We would like to hear you inform the court the truth!"
Henderson breathed deeply a few times and yelled, "I didn't do nothing! All I did was... was... Graaaaah!"
He took off his shoe and hurled it and Phoenix, but it came up short and hit the counsel bench instead.
"I... I am affiliated with the Mad Bomber. I built some of his bombs! And he isn't a lone ranger! He works for someone!"
Mia asked, "Who does he work for, then?"
"He... he... er... works for..."
The judge banged his gavel. "Mr. Henderson, please inform us who the Mad Bomber works for!"
"De Killer... Shelly de Killer."
The whole jury then lost it. One man blurted out, "If the Mad Bomber is working for that son of a bitch, than we're all fucked!" The reporters also began yelling and screaming until the the banged his gavel three times.
"ORRRRDER!"
"But there is a twist. The Shelly de Killer that the Mad Bomber works for works for the son of de Killer. His son's name is also Shelly de Killer."
Mia asked, "So that's why he was able to make nuclear weapons?"
Henderson gasped, "Y-Yes. He works for the highest level criminal in the whole United States."
The judge banged his gavel. "Mr. Henderson, you are dismissed from the stand. Your sentence will be announced at a future date. As for Mr. Klein, this court finds him... Not Guilty."
Confetti rained down from the ceiling, and the jury cheered.
"Court is adjourned!"