What can I say... I wanted to write a Phoenix Wright fic from a long time. And this is what came to my mind. Warn you, I bet that at first you will be fooled into believing something... Eheheh. I hope you do, actually. :snigger: Well, just enjoy!
Prologue
14th March, 10:33 PM
ôHmmmà This is badàö
Being a defence attorney. One would believe that the only thing one has to do is his own work. But no one can deny doing some things that most mortals do. Like cleaning the toilet, and keeping track of your own incomes and outcomes. Expenses, money earned by the casesà And Phoenix realized something after two hours of counting.
ôPhoenix, we have a problem. YouÆre almost broke.ö The æAce AttorneyÆ groaned and fell back in his chair. Ironical. He was probably the best at what he did but he was probably the poorest attorney of the country. Childishly, he began to move the chair in circles with his feet, while thinking. After the mess of the last month, with Dahlia finally going to the hell she probably have been born in and he finally meeting again the girl he had fell in love with years ago, life had took a turn for the normal. Yep. Normal. Nothing exciting had been happening in more than a month, and for the first time in his life, Phoenix had managed to set some routines. Going in his office, keeping it clean, getting some calls for some cases, visiting Iris in prison once a weekà He sighed, thinking about the dark haired girl.
She will have to stay in that prison for three other monthsà Phoenix stopped moving the chair. He felt lonely. Maya and Pearl went back to their village, Iris was in prison, Edgeworth and Franziska went back to study overseas (even if, from what he heard, they would be coming back pretty soon)à Yep. He felt pretty lonely. He shook his head. Right now, his most urgent problem was the money he didnÆt own. Even if he always won cases, his clients werenÆt exactly rich. Hmmmà This is bad. If it keeps on going like this, in a while IÆll have to resort to use the æspecial reserveÆà Phoenix let out something between a groan and whine. ôNot the special reserveà I was so closeàö
Suddenly, the phone rang. Phoenix raised his head, and an eyebrow. So late? à Then, he felt his hopes going up. He picked up the phone.
ôPhoenix and Co. How can I help you?ö
ôPhoooooooooenie! My dear little hedgehog! How are you doing?!ö Phoenix would have wanted to scream æYES!Æ, but he had to contain himself. He cleared his voice.
ôTo tell the truth, I was in a bad mood. But your call has just raised my spirits.ö He said, and whoever was on the other end of the call could practically hear him grinning, by how wide the thing on his face was.
ôAwwwà My little Phoenieà IÆd really like to believe that it was because of my voice only, but I suppose that you were about to go broke again, right?ö Phoenix snickered.
ôGot me.ö He put his feet on his desk, unconsciously. ôSo, the size?ö
ôEheheh. YouÆre gonna love me even more, now, Phoenie. ItÆs a big one.ö At this, PhoenixÆs eyes widened and he couldnÆt help but get on his feet on the ground and trust his right fist in the air, and then his right elbow back down, muttering an almost silent æYes!Æ.
ôIf we werenÆt on the phone, IÆd kiss you right now.ö Phoenix heard laughter coming from the other end of the phone, and he rolled his eyes.
ôOhhh, sweet you, Phoenieà Now, the appointment is for tomorrow at 7:30 PM. So, be here at 4:00 PMà Or would you like to have lunch here?ö Phoenix thought about that for a couple of secondsà Then he nodded, even if there was no one in the room apart him.
ôIÆll take you up on that offer. ItÆs been a while since IÆve tasted the wonderful cooking of your daughters.ö More laughter on the other end of the phone.
ôOhohoh! Flatterer! It will go to their heads, if I repeat your words. Alright. IÆll see you here at 2:00 PM, then. Goodnight, Phoenie.ö
ôGoodnight.ö Phoenix closed the call by pressing a key on the phoneà And he started doing a little victory dance in his office. Good thing he had covered the windows with the curtains. He was maiming John TravoltaÆs performance in Saturday Night Fever.
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15th March, 1:50 PM
The Steel Samurai theme. Phoenix never ever watched the show, but the tune was catchy. So much that he chose it as his cellphoneÆs ringtone. He pushed the answer key.
ôHello?ö
ôWright. Good afternoon.ö Now, that was a voice that he didnÆt hear much on his cellphone. Miles Edgeworth.
ôEdgeworth?ö It was the first thing that came to say to PhoenixÆs mind.
ôIndeed. ItÆs nice to hear that youÆre as slow as ever.ö Phoenix frowned. And he bet that Edgeworth was imagining it.
ôWell, to what do I owe the honour of this call?ö Sarcasm clear in his voice.
ôWell, it wasnÆt really my idea, butà Ouch!ö Phoenix cringed. He clearly heard the crack of a whip before EdgeworthÆs cry of pain. He was starting to understand. Crazy german girlà ôEhmà WeÆre coming back, soà Be prepared. ThatÆs what sheà WE! We wanted to let you know!ö Phoenix couldnÆt help but snicker at EdgeworthÆs expenses.
ôAlright, alright. IÆll beat you and expose your foolishness, blablablaà Tell Franziska to not twist too much in her panties. IÆll try to accept a case as soon as possible.ö Phoenix feared a few things in his life. One of those things was FranziskaÆs skills with the whip. ThatÆs why that joke was possible to be said just on the phone and while talking to Edgeworth.
ôà Wright, for both our safety, I will not repeat all the sentence.ö Phoenix laughed some more. ôWellà Have a good lunch. Even if I remember that your cooking skills were horrible.ö
ôDonÆt worry, IÆm eating out, today. See ya, Edgeworth.ö Phoenix closed the call. He was there, after all. A fancy shop, mostly pink-coloured. On the huge sign above the automatic door it could be clearly read the sentence æPatty: Beauty SalonÆ. He chuckled and then walked trough the automated glass door. And like always, it seemed that voice of his visit had gotten to the old hagÆs assistants too.
ôWelcome back, Mister Wright!ö A line of pretty girls dressed in the same white uniform bowed slightly to him with a smile. The first times he had blushed so red that he was one with his scarf. But now he just smiled at the girls while they took off his jacket and scarf.
ôItÆs been so long! Why donÆt you come and visit more often?!ö
ôYou know itÆs not on me, girls. Is Patty and the twins upstairs as usual?ö Phoenix handed his necktie as well to the girls, smiling.
ôYes, mister Wright. TheyÆre waiting for you.ö One of the girls showed him to a door in the back of the shop. He smiled at them one more time and opened the door. He began to climb the stairs and stopped in front of a door. He knocked two times and then opened the door. ôGuess who?ö
ôMister Wright!ö
ôHey! At least wait for me to enter!ö In a fraction of second, Phoenix was glomped by two girls. Two twins, to be exactly. Almost identical. Same height, same figures, same weight, same clothes. A long pink dress with white laces and buttons, and a pair of white socks. Same jet black hair, blue eyes and pale skin, combed in the same way, parted on the right side. The only way to tell one from the other was the necklaces they were wearing. LilyÆs one was in the shape of a key, LorieÆs one was in the shape of a star. Phoenix sighed and patted their heads. Two little balls of energy. ôWhat about letting me go? I can hear the smell of your food from here. It will get cold.ö
ôNot until you promise!ö
ôYeah! You promise to take us out!ö
ôGirls, girls. You know the rules. Not going out with Phoenie before you hit 18. And thatÆs still a month away.ö A pair of claps of hands brought a little order in the situation. Grinning, Phoenix turned his gaze to æPattyÆ. And he still believed firmly that that wasnÆt her real name. He had had a hard time accepting that she was the mother of the two girls that were currently embracing him already. While the girls were living avatars of æcutenessÆ, her mother was æsexyÆ incarnated. Her bust was much bigger than the average size, and even in her home she wore clothes with a generous sight on the cleavage. The only two things that associated her with her daughters were her black hair, even if they were much longer and wilder, and her blue eyes. The twins pouted, still not letting go of the attorney.
ôBut mooomàö
ôWeÆre dieing, hereàö
ôGirls, you let go of Phoenie right now and get back to the kitchen table right now, or youÆll have to wait another year, instead of a month.ö With a big frown to which Phoenix chuckled, the two girls let go of him and skipped to the kitchen. Patty approached him with her usual lustful smile and took a hold of his left arm. ôYou seem in good shape.ö
ôYou tooà ItÆs hard to believe that youÆre almostàö A glare stopped the next words in his throat. ôEhmà Nevermind. So, informations aboutàö
ôAfter lunch, silly.ö The older woman took a hold of PhoenixÆ left cheek, squeezing the hell out of it. ôLike you said, it will get cold.ö
ôOuch! Alright, alright! Food! Woopeey! Here I come!ö
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ôAhhhà Girls, I think your cooking has gotten even better.ö His stomach agreed with Phoenix, judging from how full it was. Lily smiled at him while her and her sister were cleaning the table.
ôThanks, mister Wright!ö
ôWeÆve tried to learn some Italian recipes!ö
ôArenÆt my girls absolutely adorable and efficient?ö Phoenix rolled his eyes at the mother of the twins.
ôThey didnÆt take from you, thatÆs for sure. I remember when you tried to cook an egg. One of your assistants called the Firemenà Ouch!ö Another cheek pinched.
ôHow rude of you, Phoenie! But I think itÆs time for you to get prepared! After all, for a big one, big preparations are needed! Say hi to mister Wright, girls!ö The two girls just waved. Phoenix tried to wave back the best he could from his position, while Patty dragged him downstairs, in the beauty salon again, where the womanÆs assistants were waiting for them. She then practically threw him to them. ôAlright, girls! ItÆs a big one, so, you know what to do! Complete treatment while I read to Phoenie the details!ö
ôAlright. WeÆll start with the bath.ö The girls began to push Phoenix in another room of the salon.
Bath
ôHalf of the amount has already been paid, by the rules. So keep all the money that she will give to you.ö
ôAlrightà Hmmmà A bit loweràö
ôNice back muscles, mister Wright!ö
Manicure
ôFrom the info I collected, itÆs the first time she does this kind of thing. Even if she will not show it, she will be tense.ö
ôShe will not show it? Wowàö
ôMister Wright! You have eaten your right middle pinkyÆs nail, havenÆt you?!ö
Combing PhoenixÆs Hair in a non-hedgehog style
ôShe will have the Steel Samurai ringtone on her phone, like usual. IÆve already memorized the number in your mobile.ö
ôPull! Pull!ö
ôWe need more gel! WeÆre losing this lock here!ö
ôWatch out! It cuts!ö
Clothes
ôSo? How do you like it?ö
ôPerfect. Exactly not my style.ö Phoenix stared at his figure in the mirror. Black trousers, a white shirt with no tie, little golden necklace, a black blazer over it, black shoes. And his hair would be perfect for a RE4 cosplay. ôCall me Leon Kennedy.ö
ôYouÆre better than some main character from a Survival Horror.ö Patty spanked his ass, and motioned him to follow her. They opened another door in the very back of the salon and began to descend the stairs. After the usual five minutes of descending, they found themselves in a dark chamberà For a few seconds. Lights immediately turned on, filling the place with artificial light, revealing a simple wooden table with some objects on and a car. A silver car. ôJaguar model XK. Convertible.ö Phoenix brushed the car with his right hand.
ôYou already have it? I thought it was not out yetàö Phoenix then turned to Patty again. ôFully accessorized?ö
ôOf course. With both standard and not standard accessories. Now, to accessorize yourself.ö The woman took a watch from the table, and put it around PhoenixÆs right wrist. ôRolex. Model Oyster Perpetual. Steel and White Gold. Connected with the carÆs database with the info about the client.ö Then, she handed him a black leather wallet. ôMoney that you will need plus credit card for emergencies. And three æfrankiesÆ.ö
ôGoodàö Phoenix checked the watch and put the wallet in the inner pocket of his jacket, adjusting it right after. ôWell, I should go.ö
ôYep. And remember that your hair will return to normal in 24 hours. DonÆt be too late.ö Phoenix chuckled and took the keys of the car from PattyÆs hands. He turned it on and pressed a bit on the accelerator. He liked the noise of the engine. ôNiceà Well.ö He put the car in gear. ôIÆll see you tomorrow, then.ö And said that, he was away, driving the car along the path down there, lightened just by the carÆs headlights. Patty waved at him from behind.
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There was an old part of the city that had been industrializedà The past century. It was now inhabited and completely isolated by the rest of the city. A perfect place for a secret exit. After all, a Jaguar suddenly appearing from underground in the middle of the city would be pretty scary. While Phoenix guided the car trough that old zone and on the normal road, he checked out the navigator.
ôLesseà The meeting place isàö
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ôHere we areàö Phoenix had parked the car right in front of the meeting place. The corner between the town hall and the 13th Road. He looked around. There were quite a few girls around there. He checked his watch. 7:30 PM. The sun had already set. Time to make æthe callÆ. He picked up his mobile phone and searched his numbers list for æTodayÆs clientÆ. He found it. He called it. He didnÆt brought it to one ear, since he needed them to listen to the sound. The Steel Samurai ringtone began to play in the air. He turned in the direction where the sound came fromà And Phoenix had one hell of a surprise. But he managed to not show it, just raising an eyebrow. Whatever work he did, he had to keep his professionalism. More in that one than being an attorney, to tell the truth. But it still was a shocker. He had never had as a client someone he knew while working as an attorney. He approached the girl nonetheless.
ôLisa Basil?ö He called for her. He usually got the name of his clients in introductions, but, it was an acquaitance of him, so...
ôOh?ö The blue haired girl turned in the direction of the person who called her name. Phoenix just smiled at her.
Fake name of the dayà Well, I might as well go with the hair. ôMy name is Leon Kennedy. I will be your escort for this evening.ö Phoenix just gently smiled some more, while the girl stared at him quizzically.
Prologue
14th March, 10:33 PM
ôHmmmà This is badàö
Being a defence attorney. One would believe that the only thing one has to do is his own work. But no one can deny doing some things that most mortals do. Like cleaning the toilet, and keeping track of your own incomes and outcomes. Expenses, money earned by the casesà And Phoenix realized something after two hours of counting.
ôPhoenix, we have a problem. YouÆre almost broke.ö The æAce AttorneyÆ groaned and fell back in his chair. Ironical. He was probably the best at what he did but he was probably the poorest attorney of the country. Childishly, he began to move the chair in circles with his feet, while thinking. After the mess of the last month, with Dahlia finally going to the hell she probably have been born in and he finally meeting again the girl he had fell in love with years ago, life had took a turn for the normal. Yep. Normal. Nothing exciting had been happening in more than a month, and for the first time in his life, Phoenix had managed to set some routines. Going in his office, keeping it clean, getting some calls for some cases, visiting Iris in prison once a weekà He sighed, thinking about the dark haired girl.
She will have to stay in that prison for three other monthsà Phoenix stopped moving the chair. He felt lonely. Maya and Pearl went back to their village, Iris was in prison, Edgeworth and Franziska went back to study overseas (even if, from what he heard, they would be coming back pretty soon)à Yep. He felt pretty lonely. He shook his head. Right now, his most urgent problem was the money he didnÆt own. Even if he always won cases, his clients werenÆt exactly rich. Hmmmà This is bad. If it keeps on going like this, in a while IÆll have to resort to use the æspecial reserveÆà Phoenix let out something between a groan and whine. ôNot the special reserveà I was so closeàö
Suddenly, the phone rang. Phoenix raised his head, and an eyebrow. So late? à Then, he felt his hopes going up. He picked up the phone.
ôPhoenix and Co. How can I help you?ö
ôPhoooooooooenie! My dear little hedgehog! How are you doing?!ö Phoenix would have wanted to scream æYES!Æ, but he had to contain himself. He cleared his voice.
ôTo tell the truth, I was in a bad mood. But your call has just raised my spirits.ö He said, and whoever was on the other end of the call could practically hear him grinning, by how wide the thing on his face was.
ôAwwwà My little Phoenieà IÆd really like to believe that it was because of my voice only, but I suppose that you were about to go broke again, right?ö Phoenix snickered.
ôGot me.ö He put his feet on his desk, unconsciously. ôSo, the size?ö
ôEheheh. YouÆre gonna love me even more, now, Phoenie. ItÆs a big one.ö At this, PhoenixÆs eyes widened and he couldnÆt help but get on his feet on the ground and trust his right fist in the air, and then his right elbow back down, muttering an almost silent æYes!Æ.
ôIf we werenÆt on the phone, IÆd kiss you right now.ö Phoenix heard laughter coming from the other end of the phone, and he rolled his eyes.
ôOhhh, sweet you, Phoenieà Now, the appointment is for tomorrow at 7:30 PM. So, be here at 4:00 PMà Or would you like to have lunch here?ö Phoenix thought about that for a couple of secondsà Then he nodded, even if there was no one in the room apart him.
ôIÆll take you up on that offer. ItÆs been a while since IÆve tasted the wonderful cooking of your daughters.ö More laughter on the other end of the phone.
ôOhohoh! Flatterer! It will go to their heads, if I repeat your words. Alright. IÆll see you here at 2:00 PM, then. Goodnight, Phoenie.ö
ôGoodnight.ö Phoenix closed the call by pressing a key on the phoneà And he started doing a little victory dance in his office. Good thing he had covered the windows with the curtains. He was maiming John TravoltaÆs performance in Saturday Night Fever.
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15th March, 1:50 PM
The Steel Samurai theme. Phoenix never ever watched the show, but the tune was catchy. So much that he chose it as his cellphoneÆs ringtone. He pushed the answer key.
ôHello?ö
ôWright. Good afternoon.ö Now, that was a voice that he didnÆt hear much on his cellphone. Miles Edgeworth.
ôEdgeworth?ö It was the first thing that came to say to PhoenixÆs mind.
ôIndeed. ItÆs nice to hear that youÆre as slow as ever.ö Phoenix frowned. And he bet that Edgeworth was imagining it.
ôWell, to what do I owe the honour of this call?ö Sarcasm clear in his voice.
ôWell, it wasnÆt really my idea, butà Ouch!ö Phoenix cringed. He clearly heard the crack of a whip before EdgeworthÆs cry of pain. He was starting to understand. Crazy german girlà ôEhmà WeÆre coming back, soà Be prepared. ThatÆs what sheà WE! We wanted to let you know!ö Phoenix couldnÆt help but snicker at EdgeworthÆs expenses.
ôAlright, alright. IÆll beat you and expose your foolishness, blablablaà Tell Franziska to not twist too much in her panties. IÆll try to accept a case as soon as possible.ö Phoenix feared a few things in his life. One of those things was FranziskaÆs skills with the whip. ThatÆs why that joke was possible to be said just on the phone and while talking to Edgeworth.
ôà Wright, for both our safety, I will not repeat all the sentence.ö Phoenix laughed some more. ôWellà Have a good lunch. Even if I remember that your cooking skills were horrible.ö
ôDonÆt worry, IÆm eating out, today. See ya, Edgeworth.ö Phoenix closed the call. He was there, after all. A fancy shop, mostly pink-coloured. On the huge sign above the automatic door it could be clearly read the sentence æPatty: Beauty SalonÆ. He chuckled and then walked trough the automated glass door. And like always, it seemed that voice of his visit had gotten to the old hagÆs assistants too.
ôWelcome back, Mister Wright!ö A line of pretty girls dressed in the same white uniform bowed slightly to him with a smile. The first times he had blushed so red that he was one with his scarf. But now he just smiled at the girls while they took off his jacket and scarf.
ôItÆs been so long! Why donÆt you come and visit more often?!ö
ôYou know itÆs not on me, girls. Is Patty and the twins upstairs as usual?ö Phoenix handed his necktie as well to the girls, smiling.
ôYes, mister Wright. TheyÆre waiting for you.ö One of the girls showed him to a door in the back of the shop. He smiled at them one more time and opened the door. He began to climb the stairs and stopped in front of a door. He knocked two times and then opened the door. ôGuess who?ö
ôMister Wright!ö
ôHey! At least wait for me to enter!ö In a fraction of second, Phoenix was glomped by two girls. Two twins, to be exactly. Almost identical. Same height, same figures, same weight, same clothes. A long pink dress with white laces and buttons, and a pair of white socks. Same jet black hair, blue eyes and pale skin, combed in the same way, parted on the right side. The only way to tell one from the other was the necklaces they were wearing. LilyÆs one was in the shape of a key, LorieÆs one was in the shape of a star. Phoenix sighed and patted their heads. Two little balls of energy. ôWhat about letting me go? I can hear the smell of your food from here. It will get cold.ö
ôNot until you promise!ö
ôYeah! You promise to take us out!ö
ôGirls, girls. You know the rules. Not going out with Phoenie before you hit 18. And thatÆs still a month away.ö A pair of claps of hands brought a little order in the situation. Grinning, Phoenix turned his gaze to æPattyÆ. And he still believed firmly that that wasnÆt her real name. He had had a hard time accepting that she was the mother of the two girls that were currently embracing him already. While the girls were living avatars of æcutenessÆ, her mother was æsexyÆ incarnated. Her bust was much bigger than the average size, and even in her home she wore clothes with a generous sight on the cleavage. The only two things that associated her with her daughters were her black hair, even if they were much longer and wilder, and her blue eyes. The twins pouted, still not letting go of the attorney.
ôBut mooomàö
ôWeÆre dieing, hereàö
ôGirls, you let go of Phoenie right now and get back to the kitchen table right now, or youÆll have to wait another year, instead of a month.ö With a big frown to which Phoenix chuckled, the two girls let go of him and skipped to the kitchen. Patty approached him with her usual lustful smile and took a hold of his left arm. ôYou seem in good shape.ö
ôYou tooà ItÆs hard to believe that youÆre almostàö A glare stopped the next words in his throat. ôEhmà Nevermind. So, informations aboutàö
ôAfter lunch, silly.ö The older woman took a hold of PhoenixÆ left cheek, squeezing the hell out of it. ôLike you said, it will get cold.ö
ôOuch! Alright, alright! Food! Woopeey! Here I come!ö
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ôAhhhà Girls, I think your cooking has gotten even better.ö His stomach agreed with Phoenix, judging from how full it was. Lily smiled at him while her and her sister were cleaning the table.
ôThanks, mister Wright!ö
ôWeÆve tried to learn some Italian recipes!ö
ôArenÆt my girls absolutely adorable and efficient?ö Phoenix rolled his eyes at the mother of the twins.
ôThey didnÆt take from you, thatÆs for sure. I remember when you tried to cook an egg. One of your assistants called the Firemenà Ouch!ö Another cheek pinched.
ôHow rude of you, Phoenie! But I think itÆs time for you to get prepared! After all, for a big one, big preparations are needed! Say hi to mister Wright, girls!ö The two girls just waved. Phoenix tried to wave back the best he could from his position, while Patty dragged him downstairs, in the beauty salon again, where the womanÆs assistants were waiting for them. She then practically threw him to them. ôAlright, girls! ItÆs a big one, so, you know what to do! Complete treatment while I read to Phoenie the details!ö
ôAlright. WeÆll start with the bath.ö The girls began to push Phoenix in another room of the salon.
Bath
ôHalf of the amount has already been paid, by the rules. So keep all the money that she will give to you.ö
ôAlrightà Hmmmà A bit loweràö
ôNice back muscles, mister Wright!ö
Manicure
ôFrom the info I collected, itÆs the first time she does this kind of thing. Even if she will not show it, she will be tense.ö
ôShe will not show it? Wowàö
ôMister Wright! You have eaten your right middle pinkyÆs nail, havenÆt you?!ö
Combing PhoenixÆs Hair in a non-hedgehog style
ôShe will have the Steel Samurai ringtone on her phone, like usual. IÆve already memorized the number in your mobile.ö
ôPull! Pull!ö
ôWe need more gel! WeÆre losing this lock here!ö
ôWatch out! It cuts!ö
Clothes
ôSo? How do you like it?ö
ôPerfect. Exactly not my style.ö Phoenix stared at his figure in the mirror. Black trousers, a white shirt with no tie, little golden necklace, a black blazer over it, black shoes. And his hair would be perfect for a RE4 cosplay. ôCall me Leon Kennedy.ö
ôYouÆre better than some main character from a Survival Horror.ö Patty spanked his ass, and motioned him to follow her. They opened another door in the very back of the salon and began to descend the stairs. After the usual five minutes of descending, they found themselves in a dark chamberà For a few seconds. Lights immediately turned on, filling the place with artificial light, revealing a simple wooden table with some objects on and a car. A silver car. ôJaguar model XK. Convertible.ö Phoenix brushed the car with his right hand.
ôYou already have it? I thought it was not out yetàö Phoenix then turned to Patty again. ôFully accessorized?ö
ôOf course. With both standard and not standard accessories. Now, to accessorize yourself.ö The woman took a watch from the table, and put it around PhoenixÆs right wrist. ôRolex. Model Oyster Perpetual. Steel and White Gold. Connected with the carÆs database with the info about the client.ö Then, she handed him a black leather wallet. ôMoney that you will need plus credit card for emergencies. And three æfrankiesÆ.ö
ôGoodàö Phoenix checked the watch and put the wallet in the inner pocket of his jacket, adjusting it right after. ôWell, I should go.ö
ôYep. And remember that your hair will return to normal in 24 hours. DonÆt be too late.ö Phoenix chuckled and took the keys of the car from PattyÆs hands. He turned it on and pressed a bit on the accelerator. He liked the noise of the engine. ôNiceà Well.ö He put the car in gear. ôIÆll see you tomorrow, then.ö And said that, he was away, driving the car along the path down there, lightened just by the carÆs headlights. Patty waved at him from behind.
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There was an old part of the city that had been industrializedà The past century. It was now inhabited and completely isolated by the rest of the city. A perfect place for a secret exit. After all, a Jaguar suddenly appearing from underground in the middle of the city would be pretty scary. While Phoenix guided the car trough that old zone and on the normal road, he checked out the navigator.
ôLesseà The meeting place isàö
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ôHere we areàö Phoenix had parked the car right in front of the meeting place. The corner between the town hall and the 13th Road. He looked around. There were quite a few girls around there. He checked his watch. 7:30 PM. The sun had already set. Time to make æthe callÆ. He picked up his mobile phone and searched his numbers list for æTodayÆs clientÆ. He found it. He called it. He didnÆt brought it to one ear, since he needed them to listen to the sound. The Steel Samurai ringtone began to play in the air. He turned in the direction where the sound came fromà And Phoenix had one hell of a surprise. But he managed to not show it, just raising an eyebrow. Whatever work he did, he had to keep his professionalism. More in that one than being an attorney, to tell the truth. But it still was a shocker. He had never had as a client someone he knew while working as an attorney. He approached the girl nonetheless.
ôLisa Basil?ö He called for her. He usually got the name of his clients in introductions, but, it was an acquaitance of him, so...
ôOh?ö The blue haired girl turned in the direction of the person who called her name. Phoenix just smiled at her.
Fake name of the dayà Well, I might as well go with the hair. ôMy name is Leon Kennedy. I will be your escort for this evening.ö Phoenix just gently smiled some more, while the girl stared at him quizzically.
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