Breakdown
Additional Chapter: Disciplinary Hearing
Don't let the title fool you – this is important!

Date Of Hearing: 03/04/20XX
Time Of Hearing: 15:45
Leading Officer: Detective Inspector Chelmey
Officers Involved: Prosecution/Detective Joshua Holmes
Hearing Regards: Events leading up to and after the trial of Hilton Holmes – Third Hearing

Joshua grunted his disapproval at the words appearing on the screen. First, it was 15:46, the whole fact they bothered with the XX thing, the fact that Chelmey was involved, and the fact that this entire palaver was almost two years old now. All of a sudden, the door opened to the main chair, revealing a tall, almost-old looking woman, with long grey hair… Joshua grinned. Well, at least this wasn't going to take as long now. Quickly, the third row on the board changed.

Leading Officer: Forensic Detective Naomi Kimishima (USA)

"Nice to see you again, Naomi."
"… I suppose I should say the same, Holmes." Joshua immediately took the time to pretend to look hurt – well, he was, but second names at a hearing are sort of paramount. The older woman sighed. "Let's begin the hearing of Prosecutor Holmes. Before we start, is there anything anyone needs to say?" Seriously, why did they bother with these formalities anymore? "First, I would like to ask the accused his interpretation of the events detailed. What happened in that trial?"

"I think that everyone in this hearing is perfectly aware of my actions – the fact of the matter is that on the day before the trial in question, I was somehow heavily drugged – or some other methos of ensuring my temporary disposal – within which time someone, who has since been executed, impersonated me and found sufficient evidence to have my brother on the defendant's stand. On the day of the trial, I simply did my job and prosecuted my younger brother."
The audience gasped a little. Then, one of the viewing officers piped up. "But how could one impersonate a prosecutor such as you?"

Joshua laughed. "Come on, we all know that that trial is not why I'm here. Let me guess – was it me getting Luke Triton involved in my current case? No, I know what it is; it was my little visit to Germany wasn't it? Both of them, getting a Yank involved in that case…" Naomi nodded solemnly.
"The board thinks it shows the fact that you, as a person, are irresponsible. Despite it being your first case, the fact of the matter is that…"
"That I was made the national laughing stock of the force and was practically chased out of this country by the police and the press! And you lot full. Well. Know. That." Joshua was almost hysterical now – he'd thrown his feet up onto the stand and was smirking the wildest he ever had.

"So that's that matter dealt with at the least. Now, moving on – your current case… they're requesting why you haven't moved to prosecute Clive Dove – after all, this is your last case in this country for some time at least."
"Ugh… How much time must I say it? As a DP, the only one with any balls around here, except perhaps the American –"He saw Naomi smile for a split second – "It's not my job to just prosecute. Yes, indeed, Clive will likely need prosecuting, but not on such a high charge!"
Hilton, whom had been standing at the back, silent, piped up. "Brother, we both know – and I'm 11 – that the evidence suggesting the current charge is incontrovertible."
Joshua's face fell. It was true- there was very little room for doubt but – "That has never stopped me before, has it? Brother?"
"Not unless you were drugged, no." Hilton was a real tease sometimes.
All of a sudden, Joshua's eyes snapped open. "Wait! Brother, say that again!" He was speaking at a mile per minute once more.
"I said that it would stop you if you were drugged."

Except… I was never drugged – but that would stop me from doing what I wanted –
Someone who is drugged is not in full control of their actions – which means – no wait, his memory was way too good for that – unless that memory was formed – yes, created somehow – that would mean… yes! He could have legitimately thought he was destroying the set if – if it was a simulation… and if it were then he suffered the same thing I did – not drugged – faked… forged…

I… remember now… I didn't go full out because I was drugged…
I went full out because I was persuaded to by my own evidence!
Because I thought I was prosecuting...

Joshua's memory broke away before he got to the name. Still, it provided an intriguing concept – not to mention one that Tangent would easily be able to perform… but, naturally, there was still the matter of the…
"Holmes!"
"Ah, sorry about that Investigator. I had a thought. What is it?"
"You understand the consequences of delaying this trial, don't you?"
"Indeed."
"Then, I'm afraid I'll have to bring your flight forward. You go to Germany next week."
Joshua grinned at the supposed `result` - "Thanks very much. If I only have seven days-" Joshua laughed at the half reference- "then, may I get on?"
"… Hearing Closed."

The self-same words appeared on the screen, and Joshua fled the room… he knew exactly who he needed to question next – `Seven Days? Hmph. Hope my namesakes smiling.` He bounded off to the precinct, running to a specific cell…