WrightWorth "Case AL-9"

"WHY IS EVERYONE KEEPING FUCKING SECRETS?!!, FUCK MAN!!"

'what do you fucking want!!, i'm busy!!'

he snapped, lotta frowned at his rude attitude

'Hey! Mr. Cop fella! The thief's showed his face!, Arrest him! Put him on trial! Find him guilty! Give him the death penalty!, Looked here and there and up and down the mountain, but it ain't here! So why don't ya just hurry up and give it back to me, ya cre-'

'HART!!, SHUT UP!!'

he yelled, quickly she did, and saw how dead serious he was

'the fuck are you ranting about?!'

'My CAMERA! C-A-M-E-R-A! It's my life blood! I'm gonna die without my $700 camera!!'

'oh boo hoo, that's not my fucking problem!!'

'Look, don't lots of people say the criminal always goes back to the scene of the crime!? And lookie loo-'

'stop talking!!'

he snapped again, crossing his arms, ...he had to question her didn't he, ..fuck!!'

'you better fucking awsner after the shit you pulled on my ass!!, what do you know about what happened at the time of the murder'

he demanded, lotta crossed her arms as she shad to think for a moment

'ell, from before the ceremony last night, I was hangin' around here in this area. Yeah, actually I was here until around the time Mr. Engarde was arrested., and ya'll know, Wherever Lotta Hart goes, there's a story to be found! A big scoop to be had!'

'what was it!!'

he demanded further

' got some juicy inside info, so I thought to myself, why not get a picture for pro-'

'what. what. it!!'

he demanded again, through gritted teeth, lotta nervously chuckled as she denied him

'Oops, sorry, Mr. Lawyer. Can't be tellin' you that. Trade secret, ya know?'

'this is why i fucking can't stand people like you!, whatever, i'll have you confessing everyone in a few hours, get the fuck out of my way!'

he said as he pushed her aside, lotta scofted at his rude attitude, ..but then again, he never did forgive her, and he was pretty mean to his sister, ..which, now that she thought about it, ..where was she anyway?

'May I help you with something?'

a voice called from behind, phoenix turned his head around and was face to face with a young woman, she had dirt blonde hair, a no sleeve high neck blue top with greenish jeans, red heels, dark brown eyes with glasses and a pink mini journal book

'you are?'

he asked, eyeing her down and up in suspison

'you're Mr. Engarde's lawyer, correct? I gathered as much. I also looked for lawyers on my end, but to no avail'

'like i asked, who are you?'

he said again, crossing his arms, she sighed as she introduced herself

'i am Adrian Andrews. I hate to waste time, so let's get down to business'

'agreed'

okay good, the lady was fast

'I assume the first thing you need to know is what everyone was doing that night, correct?'

she asked him, phoenix nodded