Novel & Cerita The Thinker Ace Attorney

" *** Meanwhile, outside the warehouse, Ace sat pensively looking at the warehouse, which looked empty and unoccupied. His eyes stared straight ahead, while his mind was filled with heavy considerations. "Faking death?" Ace's fingers tapped on the rim of the steering wheel, he bit his lip and looked agitated. Shaking his head, Ace began to argue with himself. "But I have to stop Mom's crazy idea. She's going to do an illegal project and endanger everyone. I have to stop her." Ace's brows furrowed, another thought plaguing him. "But what if Alicia has really fallen in love with Nicholas? Will I just stay with Alicia's body, while her heart is for someone else?"

The highly anticipated Bide Cup finals finally kicked off, and the reigning champion for several consecutive seasons, Ace Team from Alton, arrived at the hotel for the event. This time, Atticus led the team. He had recently gained fame in Alton for several groundbreaking research projects. Despite being a guiding professor at Ellinos Academy, he was surprisingly expelled from the institution some time ago. Just when everyone thought Atticus might be down for the count, he rose back up with a few genius-level research projects that caused a sensation in the industry. He caught the attention of the backers behind the Ace Team and swiftly transitioned to become the mentor of the Ace Team.

Mr Garret smiles slightly and looks at Ace's face. Ace is unable to form any words, it's as if someone is squeezing his throat to stop him from talking, so he kept on staring. " Who did this to you!?" Mr Garret points at his bare bandaged body. Ace looks down at himself with an empty mind. He looks back at Mr Garret and shrugs. " is anyone abusing at home?" He asks again but Ace doesn't utter a word to confirm or deny him. It's a house, not a home.

Complete contradictions that fit perfectly, if that's possible. Ace was a complicated man with many demons he never truly dealt with. He was good at pushing his own needs to the bottom while avenging anyone hurt by his family. He was rude, inconsiderate, and loved fucking with people, but he never hurt anyone that didn't deserve it. Most the world can't take matters into their own hands like Ace did though. I did believe in the law and that it was needed, but I also trusted in Ace. That's why even though I sat on the wrong side of good and bad I always remained by Ace's side.

But I also need to find out where his family is; perhaps I'll find them and inform them of Ace's condition now. It's too much for Ace to bear; perhaps that's why he's this way; it's a good thing he's not imprisoned when he kills people. I also think that he had a lawyer and paid for it solely to avoid life in prison. **

Ace was angry with Adnan for hearing that Theresia was kidnapped again, but his ego was too high that he said that he didn't care about Theresia. "Argh what should I do? Am I not caring about Theresia?" Ace asked himself. It would be a lie if Ace didn't care about Theresia, even though he was angry with her. But Ace still often watches Theresia from afar, because he still can't accept that Theresia is a magician. "Damn it! What should I do!" A frustrated Ace punched his sidewall cracked. 'Hey, what are you doing?' Ace heard a deep voice coming from himself, it was the voice of Smith, the wolf inside Ace's body. Smith will appear if Ace is frustrated or in danger, just to make sure Ace is oka

However, since he is Micah's best friend, I've come to know him, and I suppose I can say he has become a friend by acquaintance. During our separation, Ace took many lives, including that of the police captain who had been fired for abusing several women, including his own daughter for dating someone he disapproved of. It felt like Ace was establishing a pattern, almost as if he were trying to signal that he still remembers me. The true identity of the murderer remains a secret known only to Micah and me, and Micah becomes visibly upset whenever he sees the news reports about the killings.

Explains the whispering in Isobel’s room. Two shameless fools. “You must think that's an option because I'm cool with the FBI locating me. I can always tell them who you are and the people you have killed when they ask and they'd come looking for you as soon as they get the chance.” I don't want to believe Ace Reynolds, the mafia Don and ruler of the five kingdoms wouldn't be smart enough to think that. “Sad. I thought you were smart. Was I wrong?” Ace said, trapping his hands in his pant suit pocket.

“Wrong. Every time.” “Then what?” I leaned closer, my voice low, cold. “Because I want to kill criminals.” Ace threw his head back and laughed loudly, echoing off the metal walls. “You?” He jabbed his cigarette at me, eyes bright with mockery. “Now you’re playing some kind of—what?—executioner saint? That’s rich.” “You laugh now,” I said quietly, “But if you’ve ever killed someone before, then congratulations. You’ve already put yourself on my list. Which means one day, I’ll be coming for you.”

Nick laughed dryly "James can change his color quicker than an animal. And you believed his words? I don't know why you are doing this but I can only say you are doing wrong" Nick said to him. "Nick you just take care of the birthday party. I will take care of it" Ace said and disconnected the call. Then Ace started his car again. After an hour Ace stopped his car in front of the police station and got down from is car. His lawyer was already waiting for him.