Klapollo Ace Attorney *Apollo justice*

"The Red Envelope"

'...I created things and Father sold them..., ...This envelope came after my first work... that was other than a painting..., ...Father handled the deal, all of it..., ...I received the stamp that was in that envelope..., ...It was after that job that we moved to the current studio...'

'Hmm... There certainly was much of great interest in your testimony'

the judge said, klavier snapped his fingers in a rhythm as he spoke

'...Not that the witness realizes it'

'Very well, please begin the cross-examination!'

Apollo nervously nodded

-Right! OK! '

"I need more information about this "forger"... ...This "Drew Misham"..."

'Those magicians you liked, was it this bunch!?'

he asked, vera just stared as she stayed quiet, trucy nudged him gently in the chest

'Apollo! They're not a "bunch"!'

apollo quickly shushed her as the judge spoke up 

'Hmm... I see! Still, I have to wonder. Why include a commemorative stamp like that in a business letter?'

'Good question!'

he remarked, trucy shrugged

'Well, pretty stamps are always better, and you can't beat Troupe Gramarye!'

'But, the whole murder plan was a failure because of it. Ironic, don't you think. ...Prosecutor Gavin?'

apollo looked over, expecting the usual sly smile on gavin's face, but what he got was the rare frown, apparently he wasn't the only one who was surprised, the judge looked down at the rockstar slightly worried and confused 

'...Prosecutor Gavin?'

'...... Gram... Gram... Gramarye'

he muttered out, his fist-shaking, apollo blinked at him in confusion

"What's with Gavin...?"

Klavier nervously ran his fingers through his golden blonde hair

'...Might I ask just one question of this witness?'

Vera looked at him

'In your testimony just now, you stated... ...this was your "first work that was other than a painting"'

Vera suddenly bit her thumb, a nervous habit she did whenever she was caught under fire, klavier voice now turned into a pleading tone

'Please, tell me... ...what exactly did you make?'

'...... ...Can I ask why--'

'No! Answer the question! ...Now!'

Vera shrieked in surprise as the judge banged his gavel to order the court, this shocked apollo greatly, even during the last trial he wasn't like this, why was he acting so wired?!

'P-Prosecutor Gavin...? You're usually not the one whose volume concerns me'

the judge said, Klavier took in a deep breath as he tried to regain his composure as best as he could

'...Yes, it is unbecoming of me. I apologize. But... I must know. Please, Ms. Misham, tell me'

Vera nervously held the book in her hand, clutching it slightly, looking like a deer caught in headlights

'...... ...It was... a book... ...A single page... In a "book"...'

'A "book"...? Please be more specific'