[They were getting somewhere at least. He figured it was a kneejerk reaction anyway, because really. How many times had he immediately came to Maya's aid when accused with something.]
The person who forged it stepped forward, in a private meeting between the prosecutor in charge of the case, the judge, and myself. Turns out he was an artist whose expertise was forgeries. [He rubs the top of his head almost as if to mess with the hat, briefly forgetting that Maya was the one wearing it. Even though...she was standing right in front of him. Whoops.] His client was anonymous, or so he said, so that was a dead end. There was no evidence at the time to prove otherwise, or who his client really was.
[For now. He has a feeling about all of this, but he's not sure he wants to bring it to Maya just yet. It's not as if Gumshoe or someone else would be there to get his ass out of any dumb situations he got into so easily, anymore.]
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The person who forged it stepped forward, in a private meeting between the prosecutor in charge of the case, the judge, and myself. Turns out he was an artist whose expertise was forgeries. [He rubs the top of his head almost as if to mess with the hat, briefly forgetting that Maya was the one wearing it. Even though...she was standing right in front of him. Whoops.] His client was anonymous, or so he said, so that was a dead end. There was no evidence at the time to prove otherwise, or who his client really was.
[For now. He has a feeling about all of this, but he's not sure he wants to bring it to Maya just yet. It's not as if Gumshoe or someone else would be there to get his ass out of any dumb situations he got into so easily, anymore.]