"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE THE OTHER FERMONT IS!?"
The four walk back in the mansion to see Langston and Commissioner Gordon. Langston demanding to know where Leora is while Gordon seemed done with things
"What do you need from me, Langston? Last I checked, I was assigned to deal with this case with Grayson." Leora said, crossing her arms with a blank face
"Well, I found evidence regarding you and your 'work' as you would call it" Langston said, seemingly proud of whatever she did
"* raises eyebrow * What exactly did you find? And isn't going into my apartment without my permission considered trespassing?" Leora said, looking at Gordon who just shook his head and stood beside Dick, Amara and the bats
"Here we go" Gordon murmured, confusing the bats and Amara on what he meant
"Well, here! I found sticky notes on your wall while doing a drug bust" Langston said, showing all the picked sticky notes
"I don't even do drugs or alcohol for that matter" Leora said, remembering clearly that she didn't put any sticky notes, and even if she did, she would have hidden them from her, but didn't object the claim
"Whatever you say will be proven now. First sticky note, Upgrade weapons. You literally are a skilled hand to hand combatant!"
"Actually, I just added another feature to my gun, so" Leora took that specific sticky note and tore it, letting the pieces drop to the floor
"Get Leora's weapons. How can you say get Leora's weapons? That doesn't make any sense"
"Dude, have you read my key phrase 'Leora never dies' I say it all the time. I speak in third person all the time, Miss Victoria Langston" Leora said in a dull but elegant British accent, making sure she didn't sound suspicious while many of the people standing on the sidelines either looked like they were fed up or were trying to stop themselves from laughing
"Ok then, here cringe therapy but spelt wrong"
".......It's a hard word to spell" Leora said
"You- YOU'RE LITTERALLY A LAWYER!"
"I BECAME A LAWYER CAUSE ARGUING WAS THE ONLY THING I HAD THE INTELLECTUAL CAPACITY FOR! SINCE WHEN DOES BEING A LAWYER ACCOMIDATE TO ME HAVING GOOD SPELLING!?"
As the two continued their screaming match, many of them broke into laughter while a few just held their head, chuckling.
"Ok, OK! Over all, get more leverage. That I can agree with"
"Leverage is good" Leora said casually
Langston looked in her bag to see if she had more 'evidence' but she seemed to be unsuccessful
"Well, you did your thing and wasted all our time, so if you are now satisfied then I would suggest you get back to your house"
"Umm, fine"
"Actually, I have never seen you go into a house. Do you even have a house?" Leora continued making Langston freeze in her place
"Uh... yes, I do but it is very very far away" Langston said, looking back at Leora
"Wait, are you homeless, Langston?"
"I have a house" Langston insisted making Leora get suspicious
"Are you like, lying cause you don't want to admit that you are basically homeless? Do you sleep outside?" Leora asked, curious at what Langston was hiding
"I have a house- well I don't sleep but I do have a house" Langston insisted as the others were just laughing at their interaction
"Prove it, take me to your house. Bring me to it"
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Whispers of Identity (Batfamily Fanfic)
Fanfiction"You know, curiosity killed the cat" Selina warned as Leora looked with a raised eyebrow "If that's the case, then I should have been dead a thousand times over" A Lawyer's Job is to find the truth. Meet Leora Fermont, the greatest lawyer to assist...
