 Dalliesa | Ab-Bot | Hogwarts Trojan War |
Shaking hands, whew, no huggers. Very good. Oh but their bossman seemed to like winking. Hmm. Vic's mouth hitched up in a small smirk before dropping his daily prophet and then himself on the seat next to the other prosecutor. More handshaking with the stenographer and then finally settling back for WORK.
He'd heard about this incident in Hogwarts, in the daily prophet mainly so not much really. He didn't have anyone in school to worry about at the time so the story pretty much flew over his head. But now, it sounded more serious than he fathomed. Vic flipped through the file as Wes talked, looking at the smashed orb's picture, cool move from their healer by the way but too impulsive. Then came the woman's face staring back at him. Oh, the stealing age was working well for her, he had to admit that, pretty despicable though.
Yes, the questions Beckett had voiced were important. They needed to corner this woman from every possible direction, choke her lawyer too, figuratively speaking of course. The sort of thieving she attempted was one of a kind, not sure he had heard of an age-stealing thief. "So it's dark magic, thievery, and violation of underage wizards and witches' rights. I'm sure her lawyer can't be that good to trespass all those." If he was, Vic was going to consider him as a mentor. Heh heh, jk jk
... oh. A lady interrupting their debriefing. Okay. Vic sank back into the case's file, reading. |