Novel & Cerita The Thinker Ace Attorney

Ace teases. "Tristan's a sick and twisted male, probably lacks a mother's touch. Though he won't be missing his mother anytime soon after she hits him in the head and he goes to juvie or something." To be honest, I never was a fan of revenge. I'm a strong believer of karma, and it's going to come when you least expect it. Turns out Ace was a strong believer of karma as well, except he also believes that he is karma itself, and so he wants to take it upon ourselves to do the universe's work.

Dante gave me another one of those million-dollar smiles that should’ve been illegal and sauntered off toward his car. I was still frozen in place when Ace leaned in. “Smooth, Professor. Real smooth. You almost said your own name without choking.” My face went up in flames. “Shut up.” “Who knew he was going to invite you personally.” “He invited you,” I muttered. “And you,” he shot back. “Which means I’m your plus-one.” “Over my dead body.” We reached his car, a black Mustang that screamed playboy. Ace dangled his keys. “Need a ride?”

Anger flashed into Tess's eyes. He nodded. "I know. But they won't just listen to any of my justification." "Why don't you sit first, Mr. Valencian. We can talk then." The timid voice of the officer made me turn around. With hands in his pockets, Ace stood before the desk, melting the officer under his steely gaze. "Why don't you release my cousin first? And I'm not here to chat with you. Let's come to the business, shall we?"

Imposibleng pumatay ka ng tao nang gano'n gano'n ang. "Pero pumatay pa rin siya." Walang boses niyang usal sa hangin. Alam na alam ni Ziah na kailangan pa ring pagbayaran ni Ace ang bagay na iyon. Kailangan nitong pagbayaran ang lahat ng kaniyang ginawa. Kailangan niyang panagutan iyon sa batas. Hindi niya alam kung ano ang dahilan at nagsisipag-alisan ang mga katulong nito noon. Ngunit isa lang ang sigurado ni Ziah ngayon. Iyon ay ang walang pananakit na ginawa si Ace sa mga taong 'yon. Kusang umalis? Posible. Ngunit natitiyak niyang hindi magagawa ni Ace ang manakit ng mga taong inosente na ang gusto lamang ay kumita at maka-survive sa buhay at may ipangtustos sa araw-araw.

The expression on Ace's face screamed bored as he swept his eyes from Gunnar over to me and then back, "For once it's you thinking with your dick and not your head." "Are you fucking stupid?" Gunnar gritted, jaw working double time, "you're going to use her as bait, kill Mickey, and then what, huh? Did you fucking think of what you're going to do next or is it just blood and gore up in that head of yours?" "Everything has a strange way of working itself out," was all Ace said but even to my ears that sounded as if he only had half a plan.

Arrghhhhhh, he felt so stupid! Javier lunged at the ghost in a burst of embarrassed anger. As the Ace at the Apex, he was going to bag a ghost if this was the last thing he would do! He was Javier the Valiant, Javier the Fearless, Javier the Guy Motivated By Embarrassment!

he said the words as easily as he thought the action would be except, doing this wouldn't be easy. Ace was far more intelligent than anyone pegged him for. I guess, in his line of work, we should have expected some level of intelligence from him. He didn't speak about what he did openly, not unless Ace was in a place that he felt safe in. I didn't want to call Ace paranoid but... the man never stopped looking at people as if they were out to get him. When I tried speaking to him over coffee he pretended as if he didn't know what I was talking about. How was I supposed to get him to confess to killing someone or planning a hit on someone?

“I did, that’s why I ran here, I am hoping he gets there before they move out, then they can all go in together and this whole mess can finally be finished, once and for all.” “I think that is wishful thinking for ow, we don’t even know the extent of the recruits Ace has, or the steps he has taken and you don’t know how resourceful he can be, he has quite the imagination you know, we shouldn’t underestimate him” I reply quietly, remembering some of his more creative forms of torture. A throat clearing makes us turn to the doorway, where Dr Thorne is standing looking at me with a slight frown upon his face.

Everything is fine,’ I reply through the mindlink with a smile. We arrive at a training court that is separate from the others on which I saw the warriors train. Judge Attwood has his hands crossed before him, the long sleeves of his robe covering them as he holds them up to his stomach. Like always, the other judges are teamed up around him, but that’s not what gets my heart to halt in my chest. Ace is standing next to Judge Attwood, glaring at me like he was his personal guard dog and I was about to cross an invisible line.

What could be thinking? Ace is a very twisted and complicated guy who changes his plan every single time. I'd expected him to come to me and stake his claim on me but he didn't, does that mean he has another plan? What could he be thinking? ***** "Miss Meyers, please concentrate on what you're doing, you've been zooming out a lot." Our chemistry teacher said to me, I closed my eyes and cursed myself inwardly. "I'm sorry." I said to her, The exam has been so difficult, I knew it would be this difficult and that was why I studied hard for it.