Ace Attorney: Council of Crime

Part 52 (Lira)

Nobody spoke in the car. D was driving in silence, and I must admit that she was a really good driver. I hadn't ever learned since I was in the custody of a kidnapper for eight years, so I guess that any driving is impressive to me...

"So... What's been going on all these years?" T asked, trying to strike up a conversation.

"Well... I was being held by a woman for eight or so years. I eventually got out and started looking for my dad. When I found him, he was... You know..." I didn't even try to finish my sentence. I still couldn't believe that my own father was a serial killer, so saying it hurt inside. 

"It's okay. Don't say it if you don't want to," T told me.

"I sure am going to ask him about what made him think it was a good idea to let his kid just wander around all that time," J frowned.

"I don't think he chose to let it happen," I sighed. "You see... I think that it was because I'm foreign that people weren't trying so hard to find me."

"Foreign?" J asked. 

"I was born in Italy, but we moved here when I was eight looking for a better life. Look at how that turned out..." I said, biting my lip to keep the tears from flowing freely. I hated crying enough as it was, and crying in front of professional people like J, T, and D was even worse in my book. 

"Well... From now on, I'll be sure to have other people get your life to look up, alright, bean?" Lapis asked me.

I nodded with a grateful smile. "Yes. Thank you so much," I said, joy filling my eyes.

"Here we are," D declared, bringing the car to a stop. 

"Time to go and kick some Kuranin butt!" J declared, cracking her knuckles with a smirk.

"I thought you wanted to keep them intact so you could ask them about the serial killer mind," D said to her, a frown forming on her face.

"It's just an expression," J reminded her, rolling her eyes.

"If you two are done, let's go inside and get this all over with," T announced. She placed her fingers gently on her earpiece. "Hey... X? You're there, right?" 

After a few seconds, T spoke again. "I want you to do a search for me. Find some people related to Lira Giuseppe... Why? She has to be taken in by someone sooner or later... Thanks." She pulled her fingers down and turned back to the mission at hand. 

"What was that about?" J asked.

"Well... We have to let Ms. Giuseppe go somewhere. Letting her wander around on her own isn't the best idea, as her father might try and come after her for some reason or another. You know how serial killers are: a little bit off their rockers," T explained.

I already liked her. 

"Good point," J agreed. "But either way, let's get in there! I'm just itching to ask them all sorts of questions!"

We all walked into the underground of the carnival. I could hear a few angry yells coming from a few different people, making me frown. I recognized them  as the members of the Kuranin. My fists clenched in anger and fear of what might happen next.

I followed the trio of Interpol agents deeper into the underground, my heart pounding in my chest. I didn't even want to think of what might happen if the Kuranin recognized me. That would be the end of it. I'd probably be killed by my own father, which is not an end I want to meet, not now, and not ever if possible.

"It sounds like they're in a heated argument about the hostages," D whispered.

"They should be right in here," I told the group, though J cut me off.

"Don't worry about it. We already brought them back home. We broke in here earlier today to free them, though we didn't take care of the Kuranin at that point in time," J explained to me. "Don't worry about them. They're safe now."

I sighed in relief as quietly as I could. "That's a good thing. I didn't want them to be in danger any longer than was necessary," I said. 

"They aren't in trouble anymore, so don't worry about them. We should be more worried about what the Kuranin might be planning as of right now," D whispered.

"It sounds like they noticed the hostages were gone and are losing their minds over it," T murmured, lost in her eavesdropping.

"At least they can't take their anger out on Ms. Quell, Ms. Blake, or Kotoko anymore," D said.

"What about the last hostage? I think his name was Felix something," I told them. "Is he okay?"

"Yeah, but I choose not to worry about Griffin," D told me. She sure is harsh when she tries to be... Remind me to never cross her, even if I'm losing my mind and feel like that is a good idea.

I shook off her comment and turned back to the mission at hand. "They use the planning office where the blueprints are as headquarters. They explained all of this to me before I w-" I cut myself off, reminding myself that they didn't know that I was Lynnette Farrell. They didn't need to know that, as it would likely result in jail time.

Luckily, they thought that I stopped because of the footsteps approaching us. I knew the sound of those feet... They were all too familiar to me, making me gulp. I didn't know how I felt about this, all I knew was that I didn't like it much.

The owner of the footsteps came into view. I held my breath, hoping more than anything that he didn't recognize me for who I really am. 

Luckily, my prayers were answered. 

Dad didn't even notice I was there. He glared at the Interpol agents for three seconds before lunging.

I instantly wished that he had recognized me instead of going instantly for the other three...

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Second update of the day.

Good news is that after this is over, I can start my ultra update phase of finishing up Demi-Warriors thank goodness I want to finish it so that people will stop mentally begging me for updates-

-Digital