July 29, 4:25 P.M. District Court, Courtroom No. 4
The judge banged his gavel. "Court will now reconvene for the trial of Bethany Andrews. Mr. Helado, is the witness prepared to testify?"
Helado sighed, "Well, there's un problema, Your Honor."
The judge's eyes widened slightly and he glared at the prosecutor.
"What exactly is the issue here, Mr. Helado? Is the witness unable to testify? Or has the cat simply got your tongue?"
Helado scratched his head and answered, "Mr. Watson is at the press conference in the Prosecutor's Office."
Phoenix lashed out, "And why would that be?!"
"It seems that you haven't read the case report as delicately as you should've. It states here that Mr. Watson is also a prosecutor, in addition to a high school principal. I can have a link to the conference if you so desire."
The judge excitedly urged, "Bring it up now!"
Helado extended his right arm and removed a remote from his pocket. From there, he pressed a button and a screen came down on the back courtroom wall. A projector also slid into position, and displayed a live video feed of the conference. Phoenix sweated, realizing that Helado was one of the most arrogant prosecutors he had ever faced.
The principal stood behind a wooden podium that read: LOS ANGELES PROSECUTOR'S OFFICE. Lana Skye stood proud and tall off to the side, with a smile on her face. A few television camera zoomed in on Mr. Watson. He rattled off, "Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen."
The crowd cheered, and Phoenix's head found itself between his arms and hands in disgust, frustration and confusion. The attorney grumbled, "Why in the hell would the Prosecutor's Office even hold a press conference in the first place?"
Mr. Watson continued, "I would like to elaborate on a tragedy that has recently occurred. Today, one of our best band students, Reggie Simmons, was tragically killed by the bullets of a shooter."
The crowd went into complete silence. Every person inside the vicinity became extremely quiet and stared at Watson, who was now sweating and highly nervous. "It is at a loss to the school district as to why he was shot. All we know is that whoever did it did it in cold blood and performed the act out of jeal-"
A loud sound broke the mourning silence of the crowd. It sounded almost like a loud cracking noise. Phoenix jumped in shock, scrambling to figure out what the sound was. Almost immediately, the camera focused in on Mr. Watson. He was silent, with his mouth stuck open in the exact position it was when he said the word "jealousy". The majority of the right side of his face had been completely detached.
Thick red blood started to spurt out of the side of his head, and the audience gasped in cries of fear and confusion. Watson's eyes rolled into the back of his head, and then he began to wobble like an old man, attempting to get up on his feet, but he slipped and fell down, and his head slammed against the podium.
Lana Skye couldn't just stand stand there and watch him bleed out.
She yelled, "Mr. Watson has been shot! He just took a bullet or something to the right side of his face! Get the police here immediately! We need to catch the person behind this shady, heinous crime!"
Helado was sweating profusely, and his hand were trembling very quickly. He yelled, "Que horrible!"
The judge asked, "Mr. Helado, would you like to call another witness? I mean, it is very horrible that Mr. Watson had an attempted assassination."
Helado replied, "Mainly, I want to wait for further news until Mr. Watson is either proven to be dead or is hospitalized, and then we can proceed."
The judge replied, "Very well. We will have a recess of indefinite length until further news about Mr. Watson is found. Court is now in recess!"