Chapter 7

March 18, 2019

Criminal Affairs

8:25 AM

Edgeworth arrived at the crime lab in the morning, awaiting the results on the pool cue and cue ball. He had gotten home early that morning, and was planning on nailing a suspect today.

Edgeworth entered the precinct with his briefcase. "Detective Gumshoe!"

Gumshoe scrambled up from his desk into a salute. "Yes sir!"

"Do you have the forensic results for the recent case?"

"Yes, we have the autopsy report, along with the fingerprints on the evidence."

"Let me see that." Edgeworth set down his briefcase, and walked towards Gumshoe's desk, picking up the autopsy report next to a framed picture of Maggey.

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Autopsy Report

Subject: Graham Carlton

Cause of Death: Stabbing

Notes: The victim was stabbed with a pool cue, which was broken in half. He was later pushed out of a glass window, leaving cuts on his back and side. He fell 12 stories, succumbing to his stab wound before hitting the ground. His dead body hit a stopped car below, breaking multiple bones. Other bruises indicate a struggle.

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This proves that he was stabbed, and died before he hit my car. The struggle must have resulted in the glass I saw before the inpact.

Edgeworth picked up the report on the cue ball.

The cue ball contains Lolita Carlton's fingerprints.

"Where's the pool cue report?"

"That's still being looked into, sir. All we know is that the cue WAS the murder weapon. It matches the wound. We don't have any fingerprints yet."

Edgeworth crossed his arms. "Then our prime suspect is Mrs. Carlton. Bring her in for questioning."

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Edgeworth entered the Detention Center.

"Lolita. We found some new evidence. We need you to clear things up."

Lolita stood up. "I didn't murder my husband! I love him!"

"You love him enough to leave at night and go to the club, or so you claim?"

"I told you already. He was talking with someone from work or something, they were having a good time, so I left."

"Objection!" Edgeworth slammed his hand on the questioning table. "If they were having a good time, why didn't he pour this 'someone' a drink?"

"W-well, maybe they didn't want me to think they were arguing, so they waited until I left?"

Edgeworth crossed his arms. "They couldn't have known you'd leave. This tale you're weaving is preposterous."

"If you don't believe me, I want an attorney. You can't make me talk if I don't want to."

"Who did you have in mind?"

Lolita crossed her arms and turned away. "I'll use my call now. Bring me a phone."