Chapter 14

March 20, 2019

Courtroom #2

10:32 AM

"W-where did you get that?!"

"This was found at the EZ Movers Headquarters. A temp mover left this glove behind. His only delivery was at the apartment building. I believe that this mover is the killer. And you have the other glove."

Edgeworth slammed his desk. "What?! You're claiming that Mr. Grape is the killer?"

"He was looking into Graham's affairs. I believe that he signed up as a temp mover to gain access to the apartment building. He delivered a fridge to the 16th floor, and stayed behind to hook it up. He must have removed his glove to set up the machinery, and accidentally left it behind. The owner of the apartment must have sent it to the company. He changed out of his uniform and went down to the 12th floor to kill Graham."

"Objection!" Edgeworth pointed at Wright. "There was no sign of forced entry. In fact, the killer played pool with the victim. How do you explain that?"

"He simply knocked on the door. Graham was a person who loved fun. He would never turn down a game of pool."

"What about the second broken cue?"

"I think Grape revealed that he was investigating that Graham was a racket boss. Graham broke the cue, and stabbed Grape. I demand that a search be done on Mr. Grape for a wound!"

Oliver's head was on the desk. "I-I did it. I killed that criminal. He deserved to die! Him and his way of life. It was for the greater good."

Phoenix slammed his desk. "That gives you no right to kill! And to frame Lolita!"

Oliver smiled. "That fool Portsman was affiliated in the smuggling ring with him. Only Graham survived the crackdown on the ring. I'm not sorry for my actions."

Lolita stood up, being held back by a bailiff. "You're a monster! You killed my Graham!"

Oliver ignored her. "Perhaps I should explain. I knew about the fridge delivery, I've monitored Graham's apartment building for a while. I applied as a temp mover to gain access. I hooked up the fridge, leaving my glove behind. I arrived at Graham's apartment in street clothes, and invited myself in for a game of pool. I revealed that I knew he was a racket boss, and threw the cue ball at him. He broke his cue to attack me in self defense. He stabbed me in the shoulder. I broke my own cue, stabbing him in the heart. He didn't put up a fight when a pushed him out the window, removing the cue as he fell. I picked up the back end on the cue that bore my fingerprints, and the side of his cue, to hide the true nature of the fight. I went to the basement and burned the pieces in the furnace. It was a minor wound, so I used a first aid kit in the basement and stayed overnight. But my job is done. No matter what you do, you'll never have Graham back."

Edgeworth was bent over his desk, utterly shocked. "You mean, it was all right in front of me?!"

Oliver leaned on the side of the desk. "Don't blame yourself, Miles. I've tried very hard to cover this up. But this defense attorney was determined to find the truth. I have no chance of rebuttal. Now bailiff! Take me away. I'm done here."

So that was that. Oliver Grape gave himself up. But Graham had many friends. Oliver was killed by an inmate two weeks later. Lolita still runs the club, but it was closed tonight to honor Graham. This case was resolved. But there's one thing left for me to do. I had something to ask Maya.