a/n: yay i updated four chapters today.

btw the italic words are made up and more clear scenarios of what they are trying to describe, they arent approved to be true yet. Some are true though, you'll be able to identify which ones were the made up scenarios overtime

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"Who did you see enter Mr. Robinson's apartment?" The General Attorney asked, looking down at the woman sitting infront of her.

"It's been eleven months today how long do I have to wait!?" Anastasia yelled at the phone.

"Mr. Robinson." Anastasia, also known as the neighbor replied curtly.

Angelica looked at André "So the blackmailer is here in this room right now."

"Yes." André replied.

Angelica looked back infront "Other than the wife, who do you think the other potential blackmailers are?"

"I'm unsure, but they're most likely to be small, and must have loved the victim a lot and is convinced that my client is indeed the murderer." André said "Or it could be the wi--"

"Drop that, she is out of the list." Angelica said "Her story doesn't add up,"

"I'm still listing her as one of the potential blackmailers though," André said.

Angelica rolled her eyes "They're probably here right now." André finished.

Angelica looked surprised, then she started scanning the room "So we're looking for someone who hates Hamilton because they think he killed him," She muttered  "It doesn't really reduce the number of candidates."

"Wait, I just realized something." Angelica suddenly exclaimed.

"You are his lawyer, he surely hates you as much as he hates your client." Angelica said, but André only replied with a grin "Wasn't that obvious enough?"

"...I mean someone other than Mr. Hamilton who could have committed this murder?" The AG asked.

"No." Anastasia replied.

"So you have to find the blackmailer while winning the lawsuit?" Angelica asked.

"Yes." André replied smugly.

"I've got no further questions." The AG finished before going back to her seat.

-Part 1, The Neighbor-

"You said that you saw Dhale go home that night," André started "Did you see him from the front or from the back?"

Anastasia looked confused "From the back."

"Then how could you have been so sure that it was him?" André raised a brow.

"Objection! Your honor!" The AG yelled "The wife admitted having returned home at that time."

"There are different ways to recognize someone's back," Anastasia started, which grabbed the attention from the AG to her "It's step, it's build," She continued "It's size."

"Size?" André raised a brow.

"Yes." Anastasia said.

André thought for a moment "So you think you can know approximately the size of someone?"

Anastasia hesitated, but nodded.

"So you would know who in this courtroom size for example.." André glanced at Angelica, who gave him a sly smirk "Less than 5'3?"

André looked back at the courtroom "Could the whole room get up please?"

The jury stood up in confusion.

André looked back at her "Which of them are lesser than 5'3?"

Anastasia hesitated for a moment, scratching the wooden chair "Last row, the boy in the third place starting from the left,"

"Fifth row, first place on the right." She continued, scanning the room.

"Then Mrs. Robinson," She ended.

André smirked at the mention of her name and looked back at Angelica, who only rolled her eyes in return.

"Is she right?" André smiled at the judge.

"She's right." The judge smiled cockily.

"Whoops! My bad!" André laughed as he started walking back to his seat in victory.

Angelica smirked "Only three potential blackmailers left."

"Was that your only question?" The judge asked.

André was about to respond when he noticed the neighbor scratching the wooden chair in a hurry.

"You mostly look like on lack of dope."

André stared at her "Why are you doing drugs?"

"Objection!" The AG yelled.

"Let me rephrase it," André said yet again "Do you do drugs?"

"What does that have to do with this trial!?" The AG yelled yet again.

André looked at her, annoyed "Verify the witness' credibility."

"Overruled." The Judge stated.

"Please answer the question," André asked firmly, looking down on her "Do you do drugs?"

Anastasia looked threatened, she hesitated before answering "Not often,"

"Were you high that night?" André asked yet again.

Anastasia hesitated.

Marijuana

Darkness

Heat

"....Yes,"

The jury were surprised, then began the suspicion.

"B-but it was after I called the police-" Anastasia explained "So your testimony stops when you called the police,"

"What did you do after?" He asked "After you get drugged?" He finished more clearly.

Anastasia was unsure "I fell asleep."

"You fell asleep?" André scoffed "My client stated that he arrived at the scene with Mr. Robinson dead on the floor, a knife stabbed through his chest,"

"And when the police arrived, they saw my client holding the knife in which they assumed that he murdered Mr. Robinson, but was actually an attempt to get the knife out of his chest." André continued.

André looked at her "What do you think?"

"I told you e-everything" Anastasia replied a little too quickly.

"I believe you, but.." André eyed her suspiciously "Do you trust your memory with the influence of narcotics?"

"Nothing tells us that you've been so high to be not aware of what you're doing." André stated.

"Nothing tells us that you didn't leave home after Mrs. Robinson escaped,"

"That you haven't seen this Goddamn neighbor who gets on your nerves to argue every once in a while with her stupid wife and listen to the screams of the child as they undergo this abuse,"

"And because of drugs you don't remember anything,"

"P-please can you keep the noise down?" Anastasia said as she stopped pounding on the door, which was opened by Dhale, who had an angry look on his face.

"Maybe in your trance, you didn't like that damn neighbor's tone,"

"You fucking prick! She escaped because of you...!" Dhale yelled as he stomped his foot on the ground, making Anastasia snap.

"So before the my client nor the police arrived,"

Anastasia pushed him inside, screaming and yelling incoherent words as she grabbed the knife from the counter and--

"You went back home but,"

Stabbed him.

"After you killed him."

"Objection, Your honor! Speculations!" The AG yelled in desperation.

The judge, being too overwhelmed- Snapped back to reality "Just ask your questions Mr. André."

André sneered at the AG before looking back at her "I remind you that you are under oath, Ms. Anastasia,"

"Are you sure to remember to have fallen asleep after getting high that night?" André asked firmly.

"Y-yes.." Anastasia started looking in other directions.

"I-I believe so..."

"I've got no further questions." André smiled before walking back to take a seat.

"I'D NEVER DO THAT!" Anastasia screamed in desperation "I-It's impossible...!"

"Quiet, please!" The judge stated as he started slamming his gavel.

Once André got back to his seat, Angelica said to him "Last row, the boy in the third place starting from the left, fifth row, first place on the right, then Mrs. Robinson."

André smiled, looking away then looking back at her.

"Yes, it's one of them."