"I'm all too aware of the fact that with the prosecutor's badge comes a level of trust that the defense is never granted," Edgeworth snapped back. "It's a fact we've both exploited, I'm sure. But, wouldn't it be more likely for a new prosecutor to hide a witness that could turn on them? After all, if the forger didn't come forward of his own volition, and the wrong questions were asked, things could go wrong all too quickly."
He tilted his head to one side. He knew he wasn't thinking about this case objectively, but it was difficult to do so. The voice had reacted violently to the story, and in particular, to the storyteller. It had only acted that way in the presence of one other person. Of course, that wasn't objective evidence, but it hadn't steered him wrong before.
"Question, then: why would the forger come forward on his own? After all, forgery is a crime on its own. I don't see him doing so, if for no other reason than wanting to avoid jail time. It's more likely that he was coerced, or offered something in return for his testimony against Wright. A plea bargain, or something else?"
That last thought, the reasons he hadn't been there...it was that thought that had led to him losing his temper before. He closed his eyes, turning away in order to cool his head for just a moment before he turned back to Godot again.
"In theory, there are a number of reasons that I wouldn't have been there. A delayed flight, another kind of snarl in the travel plans..." He trailed off for just a moment. "There's also the distinct possibility that because of my own past, I...would have been asked not to be there, or not told until it was too late.
Likewise, you know as well, if not better than I, what kind of situation Maya Fey was in at the time. It may have been a simple act of protecting her from further stress. She had just been thrust unexpectedly into what I can only imagine was a difficult leadership position. That's not even getting into the tension between the various factions in the family, each of them wanting their own way. So...perhaps we weren't told until everything was over."
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He tilted his head to one side. He knew he wasn't thinking about this case objectively, but it was difficult to do so. The voice had reacted violently to the story, and in particular, to the storyteller. It had only acted that way in the presence of one other person. Of course, that wasn't objective evidence, but it hadn't steered him wrong before.
"Question, then: why would the forger come forward on his own? After all, forgery is a crime on its own. I don't see him doing so, if for no other reason than wanting to avoid jail time. It's more likely that he was coerced, or offered something in return for his testimony against Wright. A plea bargain, or something else?"
That last thought, the reasons he hadn't been there...it was that thought that had led to him losing his temper before. He closed his eyes, turning away in order to cool his head for just a moment before he turned back to Godot again.
"In theory, there are a number of reasons that I wouldn't have been there. A delayed flight, another kind of snarl in the travel plans..." He trailed off for just a moment. "There's also the distinct possibility that because of my own past, I...would have been asked not to be there, or not told until it was too late.
Likewise, you know as well, if not better than I, what kind of situation Maya Fey was in at the time. It may have been a simple act of protecting her from further stress. She had just been thrust unexpectedly into what I can only imagine was a difficult leadership position. That's not even getting into the tension between the various factions in the family, each of them wanting their own way. So...perhaps we weren't told until everything was over."