Dahlia and Phoenix made their way to Von Karma Law Offices once again. They knocked on the door and waited for a response. Time passed, but the door remained unopened.

Phoenix tested the doorknob and found it was locked. "I guess she's not here."

"Too bad," Dahlia said. "I wanted to ask some things. Maybe look through her files."

"She probably wouldn't let you just browse through her stuff anyway," Phoenix said. "Maybe she has a spare key hidden somewhere."

"I doubt it," Dahlia said. "She's a perfect von Karma. What are the odds she'd hide a spare key that anyone could find?"

"I hide a spare key above my door frame," Phoenix said.

Dahlia scoffed. "Okay, but your name isn't Phoenix von-"

"Found it!" Phoenix said, taking his hand down from the top of the door frame.

Dahlia stared in shock at the key dangling from her assistant's fingers. "Well what do you know?"

Phoenix unlocked the door and put the key back where he had found it. He triumphantly swung the door open and stepped inside the pristine office.

"Nick, what's with you and breaking into places you don't belong?" Dahlia said, looking around the law firm.

"Hey, I don't recall you trying to stop me," Phoenix said.

"Don't change the subject," Dahlia said.

"I'm not," Phoenix said defensively.

"Let's just find what we're looking for okay?" Dahlia said.

"Now who's changing the subject?" Phoenix grumbled.

"Heard that," Dahlia said.

"No you didn't," Phoenix said, promptly investigating the shelves.

There must be more information on Yanni Yogi somewhere. Dahlia browsed the many shelves, hoping to find something of value. Where's the 'Y' section? Fitzgerald, Reagan, Colfer, this isn't alphabetical!

"You know more about law offices than I do," Phoenix said. "Where should we look?"

"This isn't the Fey & Co. Law Offices," Dahlia said. "We organize everything alphabetically."

"We'll now do Von Karma's organize things?" Phoenix said.

Dahlia skimmed over a row, searching for a link. "Oh, I get it. This is by date."

"When was DL-6?" Phoenix said.

"15 years ago," Dahlia said.

"But all these files are too recent," Phoenix said.

Dahlia rubbed her temples. "Come to think of it, Franziska left the room when she got that first case file."

"Where did she go again?" Phoenix said.

Dahlia bit her lip. "I've got a hunch."

It didn't take long to find Manfred Von Karma's office.

"The victim's office," Phoenix said.

"It makes the most sense," Dahlia said. "Mr. Von Karma was the defense attorney in DL-6. And it was such a big case. No way he'd leave such sensitive info out in the open like that."

For reasons she couldn't explain, Dahlia was hesitant to open the office door. Something about it was foreboding, as if going inside would lead to dire consequences. Von Karma must have been a tough old bird.

"Well, no use standing here," Phoenix said, though it was obvious he was hesitant too. Still, he turned the doorknob, and the door swung open without a sound.

The office was a little more refined and classical than the stylish and modern front room. There were bookshelves as high as the ceiling surrounding the office. Other than that, there was little more than a desk, a chair, and a lamp.

"That's a lot of books," Phoenix said, looking up at the ceiling. "Please tell me the DL-6 stuff is on the bottom. Please."

"Only one way to find out," Dahlia said, fingering the shelf on her right. She found that rather than case files, that particular shelf held nothing but law books. Okay, at least 2/3 of these must be for show.

The case files were all behind the desk. Phoenix and Dahlia searched through the many rows, looking for anything pertaining to DL-6. It was slow going, as it was difficult to tell whether the information was relevant without flipping through the file 3 times out of 4. Dahlia scanned over yet another line of book, and spotted a name that caught her eyes.

"Skye?" Dahlia said, pulling out the file.

"What?" Phoenix said.

"Mr. von Karma has a file on Lana," Dahlia said, opening the file.

"Seriously?" Phoenix said, reading over Dahlia's shoulder.

"Yeah," Dahlia said. "Kind of creepy, huh?"

"I'll say," Phoenix said.

Overcome with curiosity, Dahlia leafed through the file. Not only was there information on Lana, there were also letters. Eventually, Dahlia made a shocking realization.

"This is all… blackmail," Dahlia said.

"Whoa, you're right," Phoenix said, equally surprised. "Then von Karma was blackmailing Lana! Why?"

"I don't know," Dahlia said. "This is nuts."

"Hello?"

"Someone's here move!" Dahlia said, pushing Phoenix out the door and quickly shutting it behind her.

"Like, is anyone here?" it was a woman's voice.

"Wait," Dahlia said. "Where have I heard that before?"

"Like, hello? I guess no one's here."

A shadow appeared on the wall, followed by a young woman turning around the corner. She wore a shirt with a Japanese symbol and a cream hat. She jumped when she saw Dahlia and Phoenix.

"No!" Dahlia said. "It's the Valley Girl!"

"Uh," Ini said. "I, like, still don't know what you're talking about."

"Mind filling me in?" Phoenix muttered to Dahlia.

"My name is, like, Ini Miney," Ini said. "You're Ms. Smith right?"

"Fey!" Dahlia said. How could she...?

"Oh, yeah," Ini said. "So, like, what are you doing here?"

"You first," Dahlia said.

"Like, I'm here to talk to the lawyer girl here and stuff. Are you her?" Ini said.

"No," Dahlia.

"Then what are you doing here?" Ini said.

"Defense attorney stuff," Dahlia said. "Now then, we have to go. Bye!"

Dahlia grabbed Phoenix by the sleeve and high tailed it before Ini could say anything else. She shut the door behind her and sighed. I hate airheads.

"Well, that was random," Phoenix said.

"I'll say," Dahlia said.

"So… Where to now?" Phoenix said.

Dahlia pondered it. There are lots of places we could go. The crime scene, the detention center…

"Oh, hi!"

Dahlia and Phoenix turned their heads to see a young girl with brunette walk towards them. The defense attorney recognized her from somewhere. You know, she kind of reminds me of Maya. Like a Maya 2.0.

"Remember me Dahlia?" the girl said. "Ema Skye."

"Skye?" Phoenix said. "Are you, by chance, related to Lana Skye?"

"She's my older sister," Ema said.

"Oh! Now I remember you!" Dahlia said. "Emmy, good to see you."

"Hey, don't call me Emmy!" Ema said. "That's what you called me when I was 8!"

"And now you're twice as big," Dahlia said, smiling in a way she knew it would grate on Ema. "So what are you doing here?"

"I was told I could find you here," Ema said. "I wanted to see you since you're going up against my big sis."

"Did Lana tell you anything about my spectacular lawyer skills?" Dahlia said.

Suddenly, Ema hung her head. "Uh, no. We… don't really talk much anymore. You may have noticed, she's been kind of cold lately."

"Yeah, I noticed," Dahlia said. "What happened?"

"I'm not sure," Ema said. "She's just been really distant."

"Oh, that's too bad," Phoenix said.

"I guess it's kind of tough on her," Ema said. "She's been raising me since our parents died, so you know."

"Oh, I'm sorry," Phoenix said, getting uncomfortable with where the conversation was going.

"I was pretty young so I don't remember much," Ema said. "But I do remember Lana and Mom were really close. That's why Lana wanted to become a prosecutor actually. To be like our mom."

"Your mom was a prosecutor?" Dahlia said.

Ema nodded her head. "Yeah, Prosecutor Lisa Skye."

"Never knew that," Dahlia said.

"Yeah, she was pretty good too according to my sis," Ema said. "Got the criminals convicted almost every time."

"Well, there's got to be an innocent guy at some point right?" Dahlia said. "Sometimes they're good sometimes they're bad. But about 90% of the time, they're crazy."

"Speaking of crazy I saw the thing with the parrot on TV," Ema said. "Lana wouldn't stop saying 'She's insane, she's insane' over and over again."

"Why do prosecutors always think I have mental instabilities?" Dahlia said.

"Well, you did ask a parrot to testify," Ema said. "It had some pretty interesting results though. You know, that DL-6 case kind of sounds familiar. I think Lana mentioned one like it a long time ago."

"She handled a case like DL-6?" Dahlia said.

"No," Ema said, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "I think we were talking about Mom."

"Oh?" Dahlia said.

"Yeah, it was a long time ago though. I think I was 6," Ema said. "I'm pretty sure she said Mom lost that trial though. She seemed pretty upset about it."

"I guess losing can be pretty hard to swallow," Dahlia said.

"Maybe," Ema said. "It didn't come up very much, even less so nowadays, but Lana would always say something along the lines of injustice."

"Injustice?" Phoenix said.

"Uh-huh." Ema said.

"Ema, what did you say your mother's name was?" Dahlia said.

"Lisa Skye," Ema said. "She died when I was 3. I think there was a newspaper article about it, but of course I couldn't read at the time."

Dahlia gave a lopsided smile. "I guess not."

"You don't have to feel sorry for me," Ema said. "Even if Lana's really cold, and we fight sometimes, she's still my sister. She's family enough."

"I bet things will work out," Dahlia said. You'll probably have better luck than me. You and Lana are a lot like Mia and Maya after all.

"Thanks Dahlia," Ema said. Suddenly she gasped. "Oh, I'm sorry sir I never asked for your name."

"Phoenix," the assistant said. "And don't worry about it."

Ema smiled. Before she could say anything the Steel Samurai theme song played. "Oh, my phone."

The young girl took out a cell phone and answered it. "Hello? Oh, what's up Maya? Haven't seen you in a while."

Dahlia smiled fondly. I remember they got along great. Nobody was surprised. Except they did call each other names, didn't they?

"Digimon nerd?" Ema said. "Look who's talking Miss Steel-Samurai's-Special-Someone."

"Come on Nick, this might go on for a while," Dahlia said, already walking down the hall. She waved good-bye to Ema and she and Phoenix were soon standing outside the Von Karma Law Offices.

"Dahlia, why are you reading that DL-6 case file again?" Phoenix said.

"Because I think we need to start tying up all these loose ends," Dahlia said. "So we're going to the detention center."

They did just that, and were soon seated opposite of Larry.

"Wright, Hawthorne," Larry said.

"Phoenix," Phoenix said.

"Fey," Dahlia said.

"Well, what do you need?" Larry said.

"I think you know what we want to talk about," Dahlia said.

"Yes, after I specifically asked you not to," Larry said.

"Look, I get why you wouldn't want to talk about it," Dahlia said. "You were 9, a murder happened right in front of you-"

"IT'S NOT JUST THAT!" Larry said, slamming the counter. "JUST STAY AWAY FROM DL-6!"

"NO! WE'RE NOT DONE HERE!" Dahlia retaliated, slamming her end of the counter.

"YES WE ARE!" Larry shouted. "IT'S OVER!"

"NO IT'S NOT!" Dahlia shouted.

"YES IT IS!" Larry shouted.

"STOP PITYING YOURSELF AND COOPERATE!" Dahlia shouted.

"I'M NOT PITYING MYSELF!" Larry said.

"THEN WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Dahlia said.

"Hey, hey, calm down guys," Phoenix said, trying to play peacemaker.

"STAY OUT OF THIS!" Larry and Dahlia shouted in unison.