"OBJECTION!"
Lucy snickered at the other lawyer's outburst.
"Overruled!" The judge declared, "Please continue, Layton."
"If it wasn't the woman's fault, then explain the check-in papers. She was in while the constable was too, stating that she was working on a proposition with him. For money."
He nudged Lucy, reminding her bring out the evidence they needed. She scrambled to bring out the purse of the prostitute charged with murder.
"She even got to you, Lawson, didn't she? She's entertained you to fight for her. She'll make a grab for your money too."
Lucy sifted through the few things in the purse and noticed something. Pulling out a brown sack, everyone except her and Alfendi gasped.
"Here we have some of the jewelry she had stolen a time ago. When she was to be arrested, she made a deal with the now dead Paul Iceman. All the pleasure he could ask for in exchange for her freedom. And she killed him right in that motel and tried to get away."
Inside the sack, as Lucy turned it over, were diamonds by the dozen, spilling onto the table.
"When police captured her, she called for you, Lawson. Quite the specific attorney. And you answered quick. It's like she's rewarding you. Maybe sex? Then she'll kill you too. You know she will."
There was something still in the sack. Something heavy. Shaking it slightly, out came a shiny golden gun, loaded. One bullet was missing though.
"Nonsense!"
"That's enough out of you!" The judge yelled.
"No, Judge Barton. I'm done. If Justin wishes to try and defend his succubus then let him. Everyone here seems to know she's guilty except for him."
Lucy pulled out the other five rounds of the revolver and placed them by the pile of diamonds.
Alfendi cocked an eyebrow as he watched her play around with the evidence some more. "I don't think we'll be needing that anymore, Lucy."
Lucy peered up at him curiously and smiled guiltily when she realized what he meant. "Sorry!" She placed the gun down and placed her hands on her lap to control herself.
He snickered. Oh Lucy.