Ace Attorney Witness Stand Novels & Stories

Towards the end of the day it sounded like we were getting absolutely nowhere until they called their coming substantiation. " We'd like to call Dean Atterton to the stage." The alternate I heard his name my eyes widened and I am sure I presumably set as I felt dread take over my entire body. I turned my head just in time to see Dean stand up a many rows down from where we were sitting and he made his way to the front of the court room. He did the same thing as all the other substantiations did and took an pledge to tell the verity before he sat down.

Tired. But when she sees me, her eyes go hard. I walk down the aisle. Past rows of people. Reporters. Spectators. Sandra's family. Past Edward. He nods at me. Past Robert and Margaret Seaman. Margaret looks away. I reach the witness stand. The bailiff holds out a Bible. "Raise your right hand." I do. "Do you solemnly swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?" "I do." I sit down.

Reluctantly, she sat back. The proceedings continued. Angela answered several more questions before eventually being excused. The damage, however, had already been done. The testimony had reinforced many of the concerns already raised by the documentary evidence. And Elizabeth's attorney wasn’t finished. "Your Honor, the respondent would like to call another witness." He continued. A man in his late forties approached the witness stand. After taking the oath, he sat down and adjusted his glasses. Elizabeth's attorney stepped forward. "Please state your name."

The defense attorney said standing up. “Objection overruled.” Said the judge as the defense attorney sat down back. “I have witnesses who can back my claims.” he concluded as he called forth his witnesses. The witnesses were called to the stand where they affirmed the prosecutor's claims against accountant Zion before returning to their seats. “I present the evidence affirming my claims before the honorable court.” The prosecutor said as he handed over the document to the prosecutor who went through it before handing it over to the judge. After the prosecutor's words the defense attorney stood up as he tendered his claims in defense of his client.

Small smile on his face. Like he wasn't worried. Like he knew I'd fail. The judge entered. "All rise." Jennifer approached me. Nodded encouragement. "The prosecution calls Aria Winters to testify." This was it. My legs shaking. Heart pounding. But I stood. Walked to the witness stand. Placed my hand on the Bible. The bailiff spoke. "Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?" I looked at the jury. At Marcus in the front row. At Cross watching me.

Today was the last day. This was the pinnacle of my hell. I had listened to the testimony of witnesses Josh's attorney had called, but in all honesty, I heard them talk but didn't hear any of the actual words. I was so consumed with my own fear of the stand that I mindlessly stared across the courtroom. I shook from my trance when Douglas called me to testify. My eyes met his, and they were encouraging and strong. I took my seat in the chair, the bailiff swore me in, and then the questioning began.

He wasn’t looking at me, his attention remained fixed on the proceedings. His expression still as unreadable as ever. “Miss Caleb.” The judge’s voice interrupted my thoughts. “You’ve been requested to address the court.” My stomach dropped. Mr. Eden gave me an encouraging nod. “You’ve got this.” He whispered. I quickly took out the recording from my bag, then slowly, I stood. Every pair of eyes followed me. My legs felt weak as I walked toward the witness stand. I took a deep breath. “Miss Caleb,” the judge said.

From the moment she entered, her stare remained fixed solely on Jenny. Jenny stood behind the plaintiff’s table with hands hanging at her sides. Her right fingers curled slightly, brushing the raised seam of her dress trousers where her pulse thrummed hard enough to beat against the collar of her shirt. Olivia reached the witness stand. The bailiff swung open the small gate in the railing, letting her step inside to stand before the microphone. The fixture towered above her head, so the bailiff leaned down to lower the metal stand, which creaked with the adjustment.

"Your Honor, the prosecution would like to call its next witness." I glanced toward Jayden. His expression changed immediately. I knew who it was before the name was spoken. "Jayden Clark." Jayden slowly stood up. My heart immediately started racing, but he looked calm but I also knew he wasn't calm inside of him. I grabbed his wrist before he walked away and he stopped to look at me. "Jayden. You don't have to be strong today." I said. "I know, my love." he replied, walking towards the witness stand.The prosecutor approached him carefully.

My wolf was so focused on Venita that hearing, reading, or smelling others was impossible. Athony's face went pale in disappointment as he whispered something to his lawyer who shook his head. Edwin stepped down from the witness stand and hurried off. Thorough scrutiny? Does that mean they might see through the smoke and mirrors? I wondered, my gaze shifting between the judge and the opposing sides. Maybe I didn't have to get my hands dirty after all, depending on my mood because a mere human wasn't going to make jest of me in front of all and go free without precaution.