Walsh|| Frank Delfino

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Cordelias pov
I'm in class seeing a text from Frank yes we exchanged numbers. I bet you look real nice right now in that skirt ya showed me earlier. I text him I know I do. Can't talk I'm in class see you later. As Annalise says "the question I'm asked most often as a defense attorney is whether I can tell if my clients are innocent or guilty. And my answer is always the same. I don't care. And it's not because I'm heartless, although that is up for debate, but my clients like all of us here in this room lie. And that makes them unknowable. Take mr millstone here. Are you who you really say you are, or are there other sordid details that were missing? Criminal record, divorce, an actual skeleton in your closet?"

Asher replies "I can assure you I've uh never hurt a fly." "So you say" Annalise replies. She tells us to look around and ask ourselves if we know who any of us really are. She gives us advice on who we choose. Connor mutters "marry me in a non romantic way if we're not married by the time we're 35" I scoff "still illegal brother" with a laugh. She says "just ask Marjorie st Vincent" and tells us about her, and the case. We meet with the select group later and I smile seeing Frank and he sends me one back and we listen to max recall events.

Annalise says "I asked max to preserve the crime scene until the trial was over you never know what forensic clues you'll find to help our case later." I look around and note the animals around the room and I ask max "you hunt?" "Yeah" he replies. A hunter wouldn't be this messy. The kill would be precise and swift. Whoever did this wasn't max but was angry. Frank mutters "what you thinking about Einstein?" "Whoever did this was angry and max hunts animals a hunter wouldn't be this messy" I reply. He asks "how can you tell someone's angry by looking at blood" I say "you can tell by the blood splatter which ways they slashed and stabbed. I grab a pen and ask "volunteer?" Noting the stares at my words. My brother rushes forward to avoid Asher doing it. I demonstrate how it would've happened according to the blood splatter. And get off.

Bonnie says "when did you get a degree or learn blood splatter analysis?" I say "last night why?" They look at me in shock. Learning is how I stay calm.

It's how I can function. I can read a book in about two hours and memorize it. I say "the prosecution says different but...it's wrong" after we're done we head back to the firm and Frank has his sleeves rolled to his elbows...hot. "The murder book given to us by the prosecution with all the evidence gathered in Max's case, go through it find the hoes to help out guy get a not guilty.." I grab one and read through it and sigh. I note a stare. Frank "what?" I ask he says "I've never seen someone read so fast" "helps that I memorize everything as I set my eyes on it" with a shrug. I go to Annalise "I took note of the animals around the house and room" she nods "go on" "I asked him and he hunts Annalise" I reply.

She asks "meaning" "if he did it he wouldn't have been so sloppy. Hunters don't kill sloppily. They do quick and easy and clean up the little bit they may need to. A hunter would know exactly where they need to strike to kill and just do it not stab someone repeatedly leaving the mess that room had. It couldn't have been him. Whoever did it was angry. Revenge maybe? But it was definitely over kill on the murderers part. That and max said there were three officers at the scene but two were on the report. I can look into the computers and get the original" "I'll send Wes. Test him a bit. Good work. Sit tight and let the others catch up." She says and I nod. She calls wes to her office.

I roll my eyes hearing Connor be a dick about Wes. I say "brother you're sounding like a prick right now" with a chuckle and he chuckles "shut it Del" I find Frank and he asks "you seem to know a lot about everything. But yet you are only 24" I chuckle "I see you checked my background" "how do you know what you know?" He asks.

"My mind runs at 100 miles per hour all day. Learning gives it what it seems to need so...I research and learn when I get anxious or it becomes too much sometimes. I knew this case would have a lot to do with the blood platter so I researched and learned what I needed to" I say with a shrug, sipping my coffee. "Did you sleep?" He asks softly. I shrug "a bit." "You need to sleep." He tells me and I reply "I'm fine. Really." With a small smile.