When everyone whistled in response.
- Could you prove that, Mr. Delphos? – Asked the prosecutor.
- Yes. - Said. “I have my own witness here in court.
In fact, he had his own associates and witnesses... in the plural...
The wide wooden doors of the courthouse opened to reveal two tall women, one a redhead with long hair down to her knees...
When, she looked like a real red lion's mane, tall, muscular and masculine features, thin neck, a woman with a defined, sculptural body, full breasts and perfect watermelons.
Seeing her outfit, with a plunging neckline, and a matching blazer, and wearing a bright red suit, high platform shoes, she was handsome as a prince.
Beside him, there, was the shorter woman, blonde with curly hair, an equally beautiful and defined body, in a dress cut below the knees and flowered with a pink blazer, high and red heels, both with pink and full lips. .
They were all beautiful, their bodies were perfect, it was a true gift from the gods and like perfect Feme Fatales goddesses, they seemed to be there to ruin...
While one of them, sat on the side of the seats that were on the left side reserved for what would be the witnesses...
He saw Eduarda in the corner, the one he came to know from the words that he watched from the corner between pipes...
They were sitting there in a seat on one of the reserved benches...
While there, he began to hear murmurs and conversations....
More photos taken...
As he spoke with his pipe between teeth that weren't lit...
While at the other end of the room, she was close to Pamela...
That's when Tsuki Miki got out of her seat and went to sit...
While the leonine-looking woman sat in the witness seat...
There, it was when, Amasteus, presented himself, and that he went towards the woman.
- Could you tell us your name? - He asked ...
And she said in a deep, sonorous voice...
– My name is Pooline (Poole) Lionel Elize Luthor Junior, but I changed my name to Poole Priamo. - He said.
- Could you tell us your story...
As she started to speak.
- I am the oldest daughter of Lionel Luthor...
If anything happened to Poole, everything would be transferred to Tsuki Miki....
He saw that in the diary he had written down everything that Tsuki Miki had said and even the details, he was ready a stored weapon...
There, it was presented, the blessed revolver, kept in his office drawer...
The experts brought them in, and the lawyers took him as evidence...
Then again there was a buzz building as she gave her report.
It all started when...
A storm had started, the sky darkened, he spoke...
- Better get ready. - He said to his eldest daughter, this was to be his last day of running his preparatory training for the marathons...
- I've always been a great runner. – She said. – I was getting ready for the marathons. - She said she...
Even in sun and rain, cloudy and sunny... all at the same time.
When Tsuki Miki left there, he went to the other wing of the mansion, looking at his miniature train, which there was running through his small miniature town in his mansion oblivious to Lionel's problems...
Poole wasn't going to survive, at least originally, he remembered that in a period of time..., no...
Not like a normal human being, and he wouldn't be back for some time, his fate was set...
But he could change the only loose end was... Patricia, but should he know how...?
Now was the answer… he thought in his seat.
Pamela, what would she look like... How would everyone meet later...
Now he saw it, everyone saw it...
If she were to survive, she wouldn't be human if she wasn't transformed, she would soon die, one way or another, she wouldn't be seen for a long time...
Wouldn't be seen by the Luthor family...
About that...
In Metropolis...
They were there in that spot, the Lovecraft County killer, he would go a while without a victim, in his mind...
When, he wouldn't find anyone who could stand in front of him but a demon in child form, he thought...
Your red blouse and hoodie, in a white car, possibly rented...
Unless he could get rid of Tsuki Miki or simply change the location of his attacks...
Said once...
As far as he had to keep these certain girls from being killed, at least on his shift and in his town...
When, he thought... not on my watch...
Seriously, when he thought of going after him, but he had a feeling that he shouldn't feel something, that they would come to him...
Even though he thought, that it might be selfish on his part, but he didn't care about others, after all, they were the ones who would be killed in his city... only the most important ones that had the probability of the catastrophic future.
About that...
In the midst of your daydreams and epiphanies...
Lionel was walking around the mansion in the beginning of a storm the rain was starting to fall...
In the course of the day, an impending storm came, from a darkening sky and lightning around him, thunder pierced the sky.
As he looked around at the doors, his son Lex was arriving home...
This season came the rainy season, it was a running festival, a season at the boarding school outside of Metropolis...
- And the child...
- My brother...
- I didn't deal well with him. - He said.