Edgeworth sighed as he snapped his notebook shut. He knew he wasn’t going to get any more out of the man today, and as much as he wanted more information, he wasn’t going to get it here. He shook his head and stepped out of the area.
“Where to now?” He hissed.
Phoenix glanced down at Dimitri when he had answered the door. He was dressed in slobby casual clothes and looked confused. “Huh?” He frowned. “What happened to you? You’re not getting the sickness thing, are you?” He glanced in the doorway. “Is Edgeworth around? I gotta talk to him.”