The morning the Krepes V. Matinee trial arrived, and Mina awoke in an elated mood. She squeezed her Ninja Kitty plushie and practically sang. "There's no way things could be better today. I read my clients aura yesterday and he's a bonafide, good guy for sure!"
The inanimate plushie glared at her with narrowed feline eyes. Mina blushed and grinned sheepishly. "Oh what am I doing? I'm so over-the-moon I'm talking to a stuffed animal!"
Ignoring her momentary bout of weirdness, she skipped off to the bathroom to get washed up and suited up in her best hot pink lawyer outfit and miniskirt. After a quick shower, she wrapped herself in a towel and drew the curtains where the sun caused the asphalt parking lot to glitter like a pile of diamonds. As Mina slipped into her outfit and plucked her eyelashes with mascara, she was absolutely positively positive that no one in the courthouse could shoot down her good mood….until she got there, of course.
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Leaving the taxi, Mina made powerful strides up the stone steps of the Lawson building. Bold and confident, she dared the carved rock to trip her heels up, but she had already mastered the art of waking. Unlike law itself, you simply picked a vantage point and strode confidently in your not-so-aerodynamic beauty pumps. No need for the twists and turns of the court of law.
Inside the lobby, her client Todd Matinee had already beaten her to the destination. She smiled kindly at the Frenchman with a good heart. He was so authentic and certainly not a fraud from New Jersey like the heinous Bunting Dupree.
"A'lo!" he greeted her with a nervous smile. "Today eez the day…"
He looked as tense as a frog ready to hop out of a boiling pot of water. Mina placed a consoling hand on his shoulders. "Worry not," she grinned. "I absolutely posi-fruitly know you are innocent!"
"Ah yes!" Todd said, not entirely convinced of that himself. "Hopefully you will be able to convince zee judge of that."
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For the first time that morning, Mina scowled. "Why wouldn't I be? I have a perfect alibi and portrait of your character…"
"Non…" Todd answered and he pointed to a couple standing by the entrance to the court room. It was Flannel Billions dressed in his crimson, fashion forward flannel and designer jeans. Around his arms was a beautiful woman who Mina didn't recognize at first. She had jet black, deep conditioned hair tied back and a hot pink sweatshirt with matching sweat pants. Who was Flannel's mystery date, Mina wondered
When she turned around, however, things became more clear. Mina immediate recognized the snooty upturned nose and the air of superiority.
"Monika Krepes," Mina said. "Without that aristocake outfit."
The odd couple approached Mina and her client. Not surprisingly, Miss Krepes had yet another plate of frosted pink cake in her hand.
"Eet eez time," Monika said in her sultry, French vixen voice. "To watch you bake like a frosted morsel, Todd. One I shall devour!"
Ignoring the entendre, Mina's eyes darted between Flannel and Krepes. "Are you two an item?" she asked dumbfounded.
Flannel grinned and flashed his diamond grills. "A Gollywood front page item, baby! One for the tabloids for sure!"
Todd's nostrils flared and his normally pleasant demeanor vanished. "Mademoiselle Krepes, I cannot believe your gall. Just a few days ago, you were the Ladbot's ladyboy. Now you are dating zis manmachine?"
Monika merely chortled in reaponse. "Zat is the way the crossaint crumbles, mi amor. At least I am still testifying on Christian's behalf.
Todd snapped loudly at Krepes. "I'd so love to put zat cake where your mouth eez, mademoiselle."
"Oh ho ho," Krepes guffawed. "I'd like you to see you try. You may call yourself, Mantron but you are nothing but a leetle roboy! And Flannel will help me crush you!"
Flannel winked at Todd. "No hard feelings, man. When I testify against you Todd, In simply doing my civic duty. I saw you killed Christian, bro."
Mina boldly thrust her finger in the direction of the new scandalous couple. "And you saw wrong. Both of you!"
She felt a familia and quite comfortable hand on her shoulder. mina turned to find Blind Justice at her side. "Willy!" she said.
"Save your best defense for the judge, rookie," the ex prosecutor said. "These swine simply aren't worth it."
Monika chortled. "I am all pearls and no swine. But I agree Monsieur Vision Impairment"
Her angelic aristocratic face twisted into a dark scowl and she lifted her pink frosted cake in Mina's face. "Today in court, I will have my cake and eat it too…over your client's demise!"