truthsnomiracle | [open RP meme] The "pester Edgeworth in his office" post, Dreamwidth edition

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[open RP meme] The "pester Edgeworth in his office" post, Dreamwidth edition

[Chances are, when you enter room 1202 of the Prosecutor's Office, you'll find High Prosecutor Miles Edgeworth hard at work. He learned the hard way not to be too quick to throw people out when they interrupt him, so as annoyed as he probably will be once he notices your presence, you'll more likely than not get a sufficient chance to justify yourself. Usually.]

[To help clarify the purpose of this post, this is someplace anyone can come tag me if they want -- just start a thread and specify Canonworth, TVKworth, or any other preference! Canons, AUs, OCs, and canon OCs welcome, both AA and non-AA!]

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I notice that he has no ideas concerning where the gun came from. Does your hunch relate to that apparently unexplained detail?

It does, in some ways. There's many ways to come across a gun illegally - if you know whom to talk to. My concern is less about the gun and more about the motive.

[He hesitates a moment, and then pulls a binder out from his bag. It's orange, once bright but faded from what look to be years of use. He flips it open and opens the clasps, pulling a laminated copy of a news article out.]

[The article dates three years prior, and is a small blurb from the local police beat.]

Ender's mother was killed by Jones' brother. I know the last name is common, but I looked up the names and Peter Jones is the twin brother of Dee Jones. He's currently in jail for manslaughter. It's clear to me that this is a case of a desire for vengeance - and since he couldn't get to the real culprit, he decided to go for his sister.

[He smiles sadly.]

It's... a case like this that made me decide to study law in the first place, to be honest.

Your proposal is certainly plausible, though at present it's entirely circumstantial. Without at least a shred of evidence that this was, in fact, his intention, it would be remarkably difficult for it to hold up in court as a motive. Such proof would most likely take the form of testimony.

Of course. But it's pretty likely.

[... What the hell. It's relevant to the case.]

I know not everyone reacts to things in the same way, but I went after my mother's killer like this. I got stopped, but it's not an uncommon reaction. I'd question the suspect myself, but I'm not even close to having clearance for it - I've still got a year and a half until I can get my degree.

As well you should have been. (I hope he has, in fact, reformed as much as his career choice would superficially suggest.)

As for who to question, I wouldn't suggest confronting the suspect directly until you've found support for your theory; if you're right in your suspicions, he'll undoubtedly deny it until you confront him with the means by which to catch him in his lie. I suggest bringing in other relatives of both the suspect and the victim for questioning. If they can't provide the proof you need themselves, they may at least know of friends of each who could.

I was young and stupid, to put it lightly. Very, very young.

[He nods, though he manages to look a tiny bit smug.]

I've put in a request to visit Peter Jones. Ender unfortunately seems to live alone and not talk to anyone, but I'm trying to get access to his apartment building to talk to his neighbors. I've suggested visiting Ender's apartment, though - if he's thinking the way I think he's thinking, then there should be enough evidence to support my theory.

Assuming that this wasn't sufficiently planned for him to have erased much of it beforehand, at least -- and given that he wasn't wearing gloves, it's rather likely that it wasn't. Hopefully, the other angles you've initiated will turn up sufficient cause to allow us to obtain a search warrant. [Yes, even Prospero's apathy has its limits.]

Hopefully.

[... He realizes he's been intruding possibly too long.]

I hope this is helpful. I'm sorry for taking up so much of your time, Prosecutor Edgeworth.