Dear Readers,
I was well able to corner the slimeball Paul Atishon-Wimperson now. He demanded Phoenix do something but Phoenix said although it was his job to defend him, it wasn't a lawyer's only duty; it was equally as important to find the truth!
Phoenix confronted him. He said he was taken hostage himself, but now he had a chance to make things right and it was thanks to me, so he resigned as Paul Atishon-Wimperson's lawyer right there and then.
Paul Atishon-Wimperson screamed at the thought of being put under arrest. Then he stopped screaming and regained his compsure, saying he had nothing to confess. He wasn't giving up.
He said his fingerprints weren't on the suitcase. I said that only meant he wiped them off to leave Datz' ones. He said no comment with smugness. Phoenix suggested looking at things from a different angle.
I finally had a chance to present the statement from Armie about her wheelchair being pushed. When her wheelchair was being moved, she woke and escaped to carry out her strategy thingy she'd been doing this whole time, this time fully justified and with fingerprints intact!
Phoenix said this shouldn't have existed in court today, but sometimes things do get better!
To drive it home, I declared the final piece of evidence was on a certain person, pointing out Armie with a "Take that!"
Thanks to the Sarge's siege strategy, she wouldn't have seen a single soul since until now, keeping the evidence intact!
With a dramatic finger point, I put it to Paul Atishon-Wimperson to explain his way out of this one! He had an absolute meltdown, breaking down into tears and something crazy happened — his imagery of him winning the election came up before a headline appeared of his murder charge, stripping him of his title, casting him into a pit screaming for his grandpa. Whether it was reality or inside his own head, it was pretty satisfying!
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